52and39/6 Homeward Bound



There’s no other place in the world that I’ve been to that smells of the savoury side of a brewery.  Perhaps bizarrely, I like it.


That smells hits you when it tumbles down the taxi slope in Waverley and it drifts round the streets at night too, hanging in the darkness between buildings.


I’ve fallen in love with Edinburgh, this week.  It’s taken a while.  It does, when your attention is frequently elsewhere.   At last, all my emotions caught up with my experiences and I put my anchor down, without thinking.


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Author: wordathlon

I'm Heather, I'm a writer and I live in Edinburgh. I like laughing, reflecting, getting lost in music, discovering great people, information and places. You can find me on Twitter @betamother or email me at wordathlon@gmail.com

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