More Rain

As I walked to collect today's morning papers in yet more rain, I remembered that the Sami people who live in the circumpolar regions of Europe have hundreds of words for snow and thought that perhaps the Scots should record the words they use to describe rain, of which there has been an unseasonable amount of late.

I came up with following: drizzle, smirr, spitting, showery, light, heavy, bucketing, driving, lashing, and stair rods. There must be many more, so it would be good to hear all the regional ones to complete my survey.

This morning's offering in Edinburgh was just heavy but became light and then petered out, while on our trip to Peebles, it started spitting rain there.

On the road, I noticed that the Rowan trees were laden with plump red berries which had me wondering if I should learn some of the Sami words for snow should the old wives' tale be true and nature is predicting a harsh winter .

Perish the thought that it might be another one like last year, and we are forced to slide about on untreated pavements because the numpties in the council are in dept to the tune of millions of pounds for a tram service which will be worse than useless.
I won't even mention the Parliament building.
We already have one very old unfinished monument on Calton Hill, commonly called Edinburgh's Disgrace, so we're obviously rather skilled at this sort of thing.

But I digress.

Yesterday evening's Blip get-together was most enjoyable, when it was possible to meet old and new blippers in the flesh, and others virtually via the internet link, without too many cameras being flaunted.

The resident installation art exhibition in the Inspace, consisting of six chairs representing utilities such as telecommunications and the postal system for example, placed in a circle and connected to the passage of years, and which were caused to vibrate until the year of privatisation arrived.
They certainly provided an exotic and rather pleasurable sitting experience.

That I can vouch for, although when the year of privatisation arrived at the chair representing the utility and it stopped vibrating, it was such a let down.
You just have to love installation art when it's meaning or effect is accessible to the layman.

A big thank you to Joe and Graham for making everything go with a swing.
I'll even forgive them for that photo!