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Edinburgh is a city I adore and even though I didn't see much of it, it was good to revisit it this week. Nostalgia haunts the nooks and crannies of invention when you get a chance to re-appraise that which you had left behind. In my case it has been over 30 years since I lived there, where does the time go? But instances of deja vu, paramnesia and unconscious fantasy are bound together in clouding the visions and thoughts between what is real and what is not. Did I see the ghost of my younger self, sneaking a peek from out of the shadows at what I had become? And was my ghost disappointed? Am I less handsome, less talented, less interesting? He hasn't told me yet but in time I hope to find out. In the meantime I am looking for a sunset, a sandy beach and a margarita on chilled ice with a slice of lime so I can dance along to this - cheers.
