The Merse in the cold grey light of day is not as attractive as Couny Down in Norn Iron but it is home none the less. A bad start with BBC norn iron asking for a few well chosen words on Palestine at 7-10AM. A hard way to earn £80 and one is not too coherent at that time. At least I could pontificate from a warm kitchen rather than a draughty Radio car. I have not been flooded with calls of complaint-I wonder who listens at 7-10 am. I sometimes wonder who listens.
So now its back to soggy fields, flooded golf courses and attendance at the Community Council after a longish bronchial induced gap. Not to mention three lectures to the gilded youth of Edinburgh University coming up soon. We are also awaiting the Big Wind Mark 2-so far just the one slate down and not much evidence of tree damage. 100 mph winds threatened but hopefully North and West of here.
Hutton Haiku # 23 A
Back in the muddy
Merse after weeks
of Emerald
Green.
Dramatically
dull.
