20/06/2007

just a little note from the trip back home

Sitting on the train, outside my window the dark sky bleakens the landscape. The train is caught between fog and open landscape with lurking threatening clouds. Listening to Interpol, suddenly aa aha aa aha - Garbage Untouchable, 'no one is untouchable.' In some places the clouds are touching the ground, incorporating every little thing, houses, sheep, everything. The Scot next to me is talking on the phone. I continue reading Berger's Art and Revolution.
I was told today that Socialism in Britain started in a small town on the Clyde, i.e. here in Scotland. There's something working class about all Scots - it might be the fact that most Scots are!? The rich, the upper class, has always been English here - well times they are'a changing. Many might laugh at the SNP, but not me. I think it'll be good for Scotland - I say this with absolutely no knowledge of their policies (I mean are they right or left?).
We pass through a forest whist Kaizer Chiefs ask 'What did I ever give you?' I look up and we have entered a town, Stonehaven. The station looking new and polished with flowers planted in pretty little wooden barrels, but just behind the newly painted picket fence council housing rises. An elderly woman with a baby(probably her grandson/daughter) points and waves at the train as it passes by.
The fog has created a tunnel surrounding the train. Next stop Aberdeen. N.e.x.t. s.t.o.p. A.b.e.r.d.e.e.n.
A little rabit jumps into the bush, startled by the passing monster. Lynn's cousin lives around here - HELLO! If it wasn't foggy I would see the North Sea once again before I board the plane. Looking at all the field I imagine what it looked like hundreds of years ago...maybe a thick forest of giant needle trees.
It seems colder.
The suburbs of Aberdeen, children playing surrounded by grey stone houses, its all grey now in the fog. We enter the commercial area, are we there already? The harbour is right next to the station, seagulls are begging for food.
I have to get off, we've arrived.

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