Well it seems that Scotland doesn't like me very much. And the feeling is becoming mutual I have to say. I've not been having the best luck of late here. After getting my application rejected (without explanation) to work with kids here for my dissertation study, we are now getting booted out of our flat. The landlord apparently wants to sell it, which leaves us homeless for the last month of dissertation writing and for the Fringe in Edinburgh. Great timing. This means I will have lived in 4 places here in 12 months. And I thought I might actually not be moving much this year. Wishful thinking I guess.
Anyway, that means I'll be sending out a new address soonish. I'm starting to look forward more and more to getting out of this country for a few weeks, I have to say. Nicaragua here I come. Perhaps I when I return I will again be able to enjoy the far-from-hot (one might say chilly even) weather in this unarguably lovely city. I hope.
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