Anyway, greatly grateful to Gwen and her housemates for giving me a wonderfully therapeutic break. So, very low in energy, I set off a bit too late. Got to Wetherby about 4 if I remember rightly. There were no severe weather warnings so thought I should try and chance it at hitch hiking. Besides, my current account is running on empty alas….
Not quite sure when and what I txted Gwen. Basically that I was hitch hiking after all. Got a reply
“Ok you crazy crazy man.”
Which about sums it up.
There are road works at Wetherby. Where the Leeds Road joins the Great South Road. Couldn’t find a convenient place to try and hitch hike onto the Great South Road going north found myself at the junction for the local road from Wetherby onto the Great South. Decided to chance it stuck my thumb out and within 5 mins someone stopped. Got a lift to Scotch Corner, turns out it was a chap who worked in social housing but lived Catterick way, he’d married a local when he was in the Army.
Stuck my thumb out, after a lack of success wandered up to the service station to spend a penny and get a caffeine fix. Got offered a lift to Washington Services. Chap heading Sunderland way, ex artic driver, now working distributing cans of coke, donated me a couple of cans and a couple of bottles of doctor pepper! Said he wondered why people did not club together and go to cash and carries especially people with families. Interesting idea.
Now increasingly the Great South seems to be the worse of both worlds. Parts of it are under motorway regulations so you can’t hitch hike it, and Washington is a very slow service sation. You would never think that this was the main road into Edinburgh. Or into The Toon.
So, would have continued but since number of vehicles leaving was less than 2 an hour, tried to relax. Dared not try and sleep alfresco, was getting cold and even with a pretty warm luminous jacket, daren’t risk it. The bridge over the motorway had cameras so thought if I rested there I would be hassled by security. So at foot of stairs tried to get 40 winks. Then got woken up by a chap asking did I have any ciggies. Turned out it was Pete, seemed harmless enough. Spent the night chatting to him. Said he was a computer hack with some lucrative work with a big university somewhere. Hi Pete if you are reading this! Cheers for the beans on toast!
So, following morning having got no sleep continued. After hours with no luck changed my sign to next services. Eventually got a lift to Seaton Delaval. Had previously got a good lift to Dalkieth in time for last bus into Edinburgh. But I just didn’t have the energy. Perhaps it is theoretically possible to hitch hike up the Great South Road. But like out eating a sumo wrestler, difficult in practice.
Anyway seems Seaton D is the Delaval mentioned in classic English folk song “The Blackleg Miner”
“Oh, Delaval is a terrible place.
They rub wet clay in the blackleg's face,
And around the heaps they run a foot race,
To catch the blackleg miner!”
Here’s an upbeat version
Got a bus into Gotham Town and then a coach to Edinburgh. On the way saw this
Interesting stone built building it would seem with classical symmetry.
So finally met Gwen at Edinburgh Coach Station.
Good to be in time for the meeting on Monday of the Edinburgh Community Building group (based on the work of M Scott Peck). Nice to meet veterens from Crowbar 2 Heather and Orlando. Here is a pic taken on the way to Michael and Heather’s place.
Later in the week met up with Michael and Heather which was nice. Hello Michael, Heather and Orlando if you are reading this.
Here is a view of the Gothick Spacerocket. More later.
And Edinburgh Castle from Gwen’s flat.
Think this pic was taken in the Rose.
On Sunday went to Meeting for Worship at Edinburgh Central Friends Meeting House.
Here is the Meeting House after Meeting.
And the staircase
Think my first visit to Edinburgh Central Friends Meeting House was as catering co-ordinator at Young Friends General Meeting. Here’s the kitchen from a safe distance…
Here is the Meeting House from the outside, they got the builders in.
Here’s the neighbours, the Wee Frees
Went to their evening service last time I was at YFGM. It was an experience….
Here’s a daft mutt
Now, Greyfriars moggie would have moved to the next suitable supply of catfood….
Here is the Martyrs Memorial
Greyfriars is where they signed the National Covenant. Wikid!
Here is Saint Marks, a very baroque looking Unitarian Chapel
And here is the Gothick Spacerocket again! Or another one…
Here is the Planetary Headquarters of the Free Church of Scotland (the wee frees).
Bought a postcard from their bookshop showing the famous painting of their first assembly during the stirring heady days of the Great Disruption.
Likesay shows the historic signing of the Act of Separation and Deed of Demission.
Edinburgh is full of timelords, here is a tardis
so, Tuesday and I start hitch hiking back. Thought I would try the A68. A lift once said that there are 3 roads into Scotland, the Great South, the A68 and the M6 and whatever it becomes north of Carlisle.
Got a bus to Dalkieth. Stuck my thumb out at the first roundabout our of town. Hadn’t the energy, the will, I don’t know. Took another bus back to Edinburgh. Enquired as to the next coach to Leeds. Turns out it set off 21:30 hhrs arriving Leeds 06:30 hhrs change in Gunchester. So I reasoned that was still an adventure. A minor difference from hitch hiking being the tariff of 38 UKP…..
So with some time left to enjoy Edinburgh I headed up and down the Royal Mile. Here is the Scottish Parliament.
And here is Lilibet’s cottage…
A glimpse through the gate…
And made it back to Leeds to catch up on some sleep. Surprised I managed to get some sleep on the coach…. Suppose this was a sort of sleeper coach but unlike the sleeper train u don’t get a bed….
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