Big fish

I am now back in the big city, Glasgow has been unusually sunny these past few days. I am of course NOT complaining. I love the sun, I love warm, bright, shiny days and see far too few of them. I feel guilty when I spend a warm, sunny day inside, I always hear my mothers voice saying "Shouldn't you be outside on a day like this?"

Anyway, on Sunday there was a bookfair in the Botanic Gardens in the West End of Glasgow, I had set out with the intention of going to the nearest open bookshop and hunting down a copy of Sophie's World and then going to read it in the Botanic Gardens. However on my way to the shops, walking past the gardens I spied a sign (it was a bit difficult to miss) that ultimately led to my type of heaven. It was a huge sign for a bookfair, in the botanics! DELIGHT my friends DELIGHT, there is nothing I love more than cheap books and lots of them! So, because I didn't want to waste a second of book browsing I almost ran to the nearest cashmachine and then as soon as I could dashed to the book fair, with a little phone call to my friend, I was so happy about this bookfair that I had to tell someone in great detail about it.

I got a little confused as to where the actual bookfair was, so I first went into a huge greenhouse, shaped a little like a palace, it was lovely in there, there is a circular pond with plants and rocks in the middle of it, and in the murky green water swim several fish, some are very pretty and some, quite frankly look like they would happily eat your eyeballs. So I stood staring, transfixed by these fish before I broke out of my reverie and decided that if I was not quick I would MISS the bookfair which would be disastrous! So I then followed the signs, which I had previously ignored, and found my way around to a small building which smelt strongly of stale alcohol and smoke which wasn't exactly pleasant but, BOOKS! There were hundreds of them, in a somewhat organised fashion, I think at the beginning of the day there had been some sort of order to it but it had been messed up by the time I got there.

I spent easily an hour wandering around this small room full of books, desperatly searching for Sophie's World, I never did find it, instead I found four other equally interesting books, A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess, Nineteen Eighty-Four by George Orwell, Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez and Coastliners by Joanne Harris. After I purchased my books, all for a very reasonable price, with a fantastic feeling I strolled back around to the grassy area and found myself a good spot. Once I was settled and had satisfied myself with a bit of peoplewatching I immersed myself in the first book. A Clockwork Orange, after the initial confusion of the strange language that Burgess had invented I began to get really into it and before I knew it, it was 6.30 and I was beginning to get a little bit hungry.

I headed back to my flat but upon arrival I recieved an invite to join one of my friends in a bit of cake consumption- never one to pass up an opportunity for eating cake I sorted myself out and headed over to my mates flat. The 'cake' was interesting, to say the least, it came out of an 'add milk and stir' packet. The picture on the packaging looked lovely, the strange grey-blue colour had clearly been edited out of the picture. After a few hours of conversation and comic reading I finally left my friends flat and returned to my own, it was probably about 10 o'clock.

The next morning I woke up early (a very strange thing for me, my morning is about 1pm) at about 9.30, not wanting to get up I stayed in bed and ended up reading until about 2pm, I finished A Clockwork Orange and would recommend it to anyone who is not particularly squeamish and has a bit of patience to get their head around the lingo. Yesterday was a wholly unproductive day.

Today has been slightly more productive but revision is still not going well. I went to a revision tutorial for Philosophy today but that's about it. The lure of Nineteen Eighty-Four was too strong and so I have spent my afternoon reading, not exactly 'wasting' my time but not revising like I should be. Nevermind, maybe tomorrow I will be able to apply myself more...

K xxx