We went to Scotland, before all the moving hassle. We were in Stirling, and took a day out to see Glasgow. Stirling has, as well as a conference on contemporary poetry, some interesting bird-life; some tedious if tameish animal-life; a Socialist Realist swimming-pool; a folly; minority-culture solidarity. Glasgow has: a flat where Marian used to live and a sense of humour, both inadvertent and deliberate.
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