Saturday 30 August 2014

Wanderlust


As I once again fill my suitcase with far too many clothes in preparation for another trip away, I've taken some time out to update my blog as I feel it's been far too long since I've sat down to write anything more than a few scribbled lines or ideas. The good thing about travelling to lots of new places and being busy is that it does make new ideas pop into my head, and I know once things slow down again I'll at least have some fresh material which I'll then attempt to shape into something coherent.

A highlight of one trip was stumbling across a private members club in Perth (Scotland). On the walk back to our hotel one evening my friend and I noticed some lamps shining in the window of an old building and we made jokes about it looking like a Vampire hang out. Then a man appeared out of the side door asking if we would like to come in for a look around. And in we went. The main room was decorated with ornate furniture and elaborate paintings and a bar was set up at the side. The owners - a male and female - enthusiastically told us about their 'private club', how they didn't like to advertise and preferred to choose who attended. The woman kept going on about the 'girls' who came to drink and party; how they liked the quiet and safe environment. As we got taken on a 'tour' and were offered a drink my writers imagination went into overdrive and part of me wondered if we were both going to be taken hostage and join other unsuspecting 'girls' in some old attic. That didn't happen obviously. My photos of the main room don't do it justice.


During the same break, I came across love padlocks on a bridge in Pitlochry. I never imagined to see this tradition in such a rural part of Scotland. It made me think back to my trip to Paris in April (where part of their bridge has now fallen apart under the weight of the padlocks!). This bridge looks very sturdy and robust. I'm sure it could handle a few more declarations of love (so long as the keys aren't being thrown in the river as that pollutes the water).


The other weekend I was in Cardiff catching up with a friend I'd not seen for ages. The stunning castle is just a stones throw away from the busy high street which makes the city feel like a strange contrast of modern and old. There was a medieval festival taking place, so it was enjoyable to walk around the castle grounds pretending I had stepped back in time for a while. There was even a battle re-enactment but I was more interested in the amazing gothic architecture.














Au revoir for now as I head off on my next adventure!

12 comments:

  1. Lovely adventures in Scotland and Wales. Yes, when you get out and about, it really does give you some good writing ideas!

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    1. Definitely, Jean. Hopefully now I'm home for a bit I'll have a chance to reflect on things I've seen!

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  2. Lots of inspirations here Vikki, and I particularly love the photograph of the sun reflected in the puddle. That club sounds...intriguing to say the least. My imagination is also firing away at the possibilities. Glad it wasn't another sinister on this occasion though!

    I love that Pitlochry has the love padlocks; clearly love is all around :)

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    1. The club was indeed intriguing - it would actually be a great little venue for a spoken word event (me and Lorna were trying to persuade the owners to encourage writers in the area to utilise it!!) It was great seeing padlocks in Pitlochry - very unexpected :)

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  3. You're right about travel and new places helping to prompt ideas.

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    1. Definitely Patsy - just need to stay put for a while to allow time to transform them into coherent narratives!

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  4. I love all your accounts of your travels, Vikki, and shall look forward to the next one. Take care on your adventures - I'm sure you'll return with tons of fresh inspiration for your writing. xx

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    1. Thanks Joanna. The latest trip definitely provided lots of fresh inspirations and relaxation. Looking forward to getting back into my writing now I'm home x

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    I gotta lotta tantalizing, mellifluous illustrations on 22 blogs…
    and I’m more than happy to share,
    to give to you what God has granted me - a steward
    in this finite existence, this lifelong demise:

    faith, hope, and love,
    the greatest of these is love -
    jump into faith...
    and you'll see with love.
    Doesn’t matter if you don’t believe
    (what I write);
    God believes in you.
    God. Bless. You.
    Meet me Upstairs where the Son never goes down…

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