Edinburgh grand-daughter went home on Sunday, other son and grandson fly home Tuesday which, as it happens, is my 66th birthday. I have a bottle of champagne to celebrate with Jane, who’s got reasons to be cheerful as well. The art exhibition in Dunbar has gone extremely well for both artists, and both also sold at the Cockburnspath exhibition over the weekend.
Meanwhile, I have the tatties to dig up at Amisfield, plus broad beans and courgettes to harvest. The spinach is delicious too – just wilt in boiling salted water, squeeze out excess water, and serve with a wee grating of nutmeg on the top.
Wednesday I need to do flyers for Dave Purdie’s launch in Dalkeith on 13th August, Thursday I’m in Edinburgh for Anne Connolly’s launch at the Poetry Library, Friday I’m down at Eyemouth to give some computing help, and Saturday I’m in Edinburgh for the Zine Fair in Bristo Place. Somewhere in between activities I need to meet up with another CWP author to discuss his book of short stories. I think we’re going to go POD for this one – the outlay on conventional printing is scary. Title is “Why We Howl At the Moon”. Great stories. Filmic, even. Met a poet friend last Tuesday who confirmed her collection won’t now be ready until next year, so that’s a little bit of pressure off – only three more titles to publish this year. I’ve now got five lined up for 2009.