Serendipity

A trip up town on my tod to see one of my favourite films once again: Aguirre, Wrath of God. Those opening scenes descending into the rainforest. The voice over. I’m transported. I say on my tod – I did have two tickets but the son was a no show, which perhaps foolishly actually did surprise me, as I’d had a decent conversation with him the night before.
Anyway, when I came out the film, head spinning from my trip down the Amazon, there was the SK! Off we strolled to the Meadows Festival. And we bumped into Ben, then gangsta Robbo and finally MrT. So MrT and I decided a pint was in order. And a geezer joined us at our table. Geezer soon revealed himself as someone who knew everyone and everything in the Edinburgh rawk scene. And dance. And contemporary music. This called for another beer. And before long we threesome (the SK having departed the scene) were besties. Quadrophenia Tuesday night - he can get us tickets for a tenner. Previously I wasn’t remotely interested but a bargain? I’m in!