I have recently been spending some time in Scotland, a place which I love. I stopped off on the way up to spend the day in Edinburgh and I had a great time soaking up the culture.
My first stop had to be the Scott Memorial. It really stands out on the skyline and as I was reading Waverley at the time I couldn’t not pay it a visit. There is a little café in the park there which I found was the perfect spot for breakfast.
I had a lovely time wandering through the streets before moving on to the National Library of Scotland. Unfortunately the main exhibition was closed due to technical problems with the lighting but I did get to see a small display of letters and manuscripts relating to the publication of Byron’s Don Juan. It was wonderful to see and I was especially fascinated by the proof copies annotated with Byron’s corrections.
By then it was lunchtime. I was meeting an old university friend and we had a lovely catch up before going on to the Writers’ Museum. I had been so looking forward to this and I was not disappointed. I had actually been before but not for several years and even then it was just a flying visit. This time I could really take everything in, although we still had to be kicked out at closing time!
The museum mostly focuses on Robert Burns, Robert Louis Stevenson and Sir Walter Scott. Obviously, as I was reading Waverley, I was excited about seeing the Scott displays. I was especially moved by his rocking horse – with uneven steps for his feet as he had polio as a child.
I was also fascinated by the Stevenson displays. He lived such an interesting life all over the world, although sadly that was mainly due to his ongoing ill health. Last year I read an excellent book by Joseph Farrell about Stevenson’s time in Samoa so I loved seeing some of his belongings too.
The Burns exhibition was also great, although I am perhaps less familiar with his work. I’m afraid that I also came away with the impression that he was the least likeable of the three men!
Having left the museum I had half an hour to spare before my train left, which gave me just enough time for a very fleeting visit to The Fruitmarket Gallery. I had seen the title of their current exhibition – The Annotated Reader – as I passed in the morning and naturally I was intrigued. It hadn’t been open then but was now so I sacrificed my chance of a cup of tea and dived in.
The creators of the exhibition – Ryan Gander and Jonathan P Watts – had asked a whole range of people to annotate a page from the book they would choose to have with them if they had missed the last train home. Those pages were hung from the walls around the gallery and visitors were positively encouraged to take them home. I found the whole idea fascinating, picked up several pages for myself and would have loved to be able to spend more time there.
Catching my train north I learnt both that Edinburgh Waverley is the only railway station in the world named after a novel and the there is such a thing as a UNESCO city of literature. I had no idea that was a thing but I thoroughly approve and would love to find some more!
I had the most fantastic day – I couldn’t live in a city but I do enjoy my occassional trips. I love discovering literary and other cultural places to visit and I always come away feeling inspired to write and to read everything.