The Road to Edinburgh

And so, after a pleasantly relaxing weekend in Newcastle after the end of last week’s conference in Durham, the latest leg of my little UK tour finds me in the fine city of Edinburgh. I originally intended to travel by train, but my folks offered to drive me here instead. Unfortunately the weather wasn’t all that great:


It took a bit longer to get here than I’d hoped, which left me feeling a bit guilty that they had to turn right around and go back (after a spot of refreshment near the hotel) while I had a short nap in the cosy B&B kindly booked for me by the Royal Observatory. Anyway, I have quite a bit of work to do this evening and tomorrow. After that I’ll be flying back to Gatwick and thence to Brighton, where I’ve got even more to catch up on. There’s no rest for the Head of School…


One Response to “The Road to Edinburgh”

  1. Bryn Jones Says:

    I presume Peter took the A68 road to Edinburgh, rather than the A7.

    I have some Scottish relatives who orginate from the Scottish Borders and I recall as a child in the 1970s being told a story by one of them, about an incident on the A7 road and subsequent events in Edinburgh. The story had clearly been pieced together from various sources afterwards.

    Shortly before Christmas one year, a woman set off by car from a town in the Borders to shop in Edinburgh. She drove north, initially without incident. However, as she approached an old railway bridge, a black cat ran out in front of the car and was hit. The woman stopped immediately and got out to see if the cat had survived. Sadly, the cat lay dead on the road.

    The poor woman felt great remorse. She looked down at the dead animal. She did not know what to do. There were no nearby houses where the cat might have come from, so she could not report the death to any possible owner. She did not want to leave the cat’s body on the side of road where it would be eaten by wildlife. So she decided to pick up the cat’s body to arrange for a decent disposal at a later time. She put the dead animal in a spare carrier bag from a previous shopping expedition, then placed it in the boot of the car. She continued the journey to Edinburgh.

    On arrival, the woman parked the car in an empty parking space on Princes Street. She went to the boot to fetch a shopping bag. To get to the bag, she had to remove the carrier bag containing the dead cat, which she placed temporarily on the pavement. While she was distracted by looking into the boot, an elderly woman of a dishonest disposition came past and saw the carrier bag on the pavement containing luxurious black fur. Mistaking the cat fur for a new fur coat, she picked up the bag and quickly walked off with it.

    The elderly woman tried to make her escape by bus. After boarding and sitting down, she opened the bag to examine the expensive fur coat she thought she had stolen. She reached in and pulled out the contents, only to find she was holding a dead cat. She screamed and fainted.

    The other bus passengers notified the bus driver. The bus was stopped and an ambulance called. The ambulance eventually arrived and the elderly woman was carried away on a stretcher, with the plastic bag containing the dead cat placed on top of her.

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