The last few weeks have been hectic and the next couple are promising to be the same so when the opportunity arose to a little back to have a welcome rest in the midst of it all the The Elphinstone in Biggar I was all ‘hell yes about it’.
I was glad of the chance to escape for the weekend without my laptop and a good friend for company. We decided to make a little weekend trip out of it and explore what our back doorstep really has to offer.
Since I’ve been spending this summer at home, I’ve been trying to revert to being a tourist in my own area and seeing things a little differently. Whilst the Scottish Borders are not Glasgow, it doesn’t mean there aren’t things to see and do and places to eat! Although I’ve been working during the week, I have had weekends off for exploring and grabbing a bite to eat!
I thought I’d share three of my favourite places if you are in the area, all tried and tested by me. Going out of my way to eat at places so I can share, you know me, I’m a kind soul. I was intending to include another place: Hugo’s Wine Bar in Duns but the photographs I took were just so dreadful I just can’t. Not that I’m a perfect pants at photography but honestly, I don’t know what went wrong with these ones, bit ashamed if I’m honest.
I have always loved the concept of the Edinburgh Festival and the Fringe but have never really ventured there until now. When I was asked to review the Plaines Plough production of Out of Love by Elinor Cook, I couldn’t refuse. Some of the acts on show at the Edinburgh Festival can be quite, interesting, but the summary of Out of Love sounded very intriguing indeed.
After spending two weeks at home over Easter break, I’ve done a bit of thinking about the Scottish Borders. My feelings about this place are constantly changing, sometimes I can’t abide it, I miss the fast nature of the city but other times I adore it.
I adore sleepy mornings, quiet afternoons, sunshine unfiltered, the continuous chirping of birds and a picturesque spot around almost every corner. My two weeks at home weren’t as relaxing as I would quite like (exams were looming and I spent a lot of time in my room revising *sob*) but it doesn’t mean I didn’t manage to procrastinate my time away on some occasions.
One casual rainy Friday where I was nursing a hangover, in a huff about Riverdale, dreading my seminar and had made and then cancelled plans to trot around IKEA, I ended up in Nippon Kitchen.
My phone started freaking out as it tried to receive Facebook messages whilst out on the desk of said seminar and I quickly thrust it in my bag before slyly opening Facebook up on my laptop to pretend like I was writing in-depth notes, my friend Keila had asked if I wanted to go for lunch.