I don't know where to start. The sleeplessness of the referendum night. The fact I have lost friends as they were not what they appeared to be. I've been called a piece of 'traitorous scum', I admit I've been called worse but that is inaccurate.
The political bing bongs are going on now. Cameron accidentally leaked that the Queen purred at the news of the no vote. The yeses have formed a '45' campaign. The noes are being quiet and getting on with it.
The government have said there are removing their sponsorship of Scotland, after Salmond consistently pointing out how wealthy we are.
This will cause us economic difficulties and now the yeses are saying we are being victimised yet again and blaming it on the noes.
The noes are keeping quiet and getting on with it.
And there was a wee riot in Glasgow, probably started by Unionists, not typical of the No vote but it was a nasty few minutes. But anybody who thinks sectarianism is dead is deluded. It's a lot better than it used to be, but a tiny hardcore minority remains and they kicked off.
So we went to Bloody Scotland Crime Writing Festival tired and battered. To be met by folk telling me it was a shame the chance to help our children had been thrown away. That was by somebody with four houses, only one of them in Scotland so go figure. Looks were exchanged round the green room, sounding each other out silently. Easy really, the yeses are vocal, the noes keep quiet.
There was a debate at the festival where the yeses were told to go home and greet (cry) about the chances they have lost. My own event was on at the same time so I can't comment and the quote above was the only one being banded about.
I had my own problems. If I can be a female for a moment, I had to do three costume changes, two events, without the use of a hotel room to change in ( it wasn't ready) and I caught the hem of my trousers on my heel so I had a long leg and a short leg. I do have one leg three quarters of an inch longer than the other but the uneven leg didn't match the uneven trouser leg. If you see what I mean, the long trouser was on the stumpy leg.
So I had to change from this comedy physio outfit to something you will see later...
I don't know if it was deliberate but it was not fair. The Bloody Scotland football match; Scotland versus England ended 13-1. The Scots were fine young men and good footballers. The England team were a bunch of dads. Not sure that they were on the same songsheet never mind score sheet.
The Scots were taking it very seriously. It was only 36 hours after the result of the vote.
Alex and I
you can just make out the metal grids to protect the windows.
note fake blood and whisky 'refreshment'
Scotland score.....(that hardly ever happens in real life football)
Michael pretending he had a groin strain
Mr Rankin, Mr Billingham. How can that Ref be neutral, he's a very Scottish looking person
Yip, that's Dirk with the hair!
dressed for sell out event with Alex Grey
waiting to go in dinner, changed again..
bloody hungry at bloody scotland, where is my dinner....
I do believe that this was Yrsa's retreat for a quiet smoke later
Peter May won the Scottish Crime Book Of the Year with Entry Island. We all got a copy
The next day, interviewing two authors, one of whom was two persons...it was a Stan/ Michael situation. I was worried the singleton would not get fair airtime but it went OK.
walking from a to b on Sunday afternoon, note uneven trousers...
I can't tweet.
It was not compulsory.
Don't know what I am wittering on about here, but it was very witty and clever...
Big event with Shari, lovely girl and we had a real hoot.
Shari and I shattered after event!!!