Notes from the North - 1
I left Paris on Thursday 20 th October, on a Eurostar from the Gare du Nord. The journey itself was perfectly normal. What made it different was that I had no return ticket. Earlier that same day I had signed the acte de vente on my flat and handed over my keys There would be no return journey, or not one like all the others of the past 15+ years. Since that date I have set about making a new home for myself in Edinburgh, a city I know well. The job is far from done but Notes from the North will be one way of documenting the change, of taking stock and, crucially, of maintaining my links with some of the people I lived among throughout those extraordinarily rich Paris years. Tourists may flock to the castle but the truly outstanding feature of Edinburgh lies to the north of the city. Nothing built by human hands comes close to the grandeur of Arthur’s Seat and the Salisbury Crags. The whole of Holyrood Park surrounding those two height...