After receiving a snide comment regarding my lineage, it made me think about how I portray myself through this blog. Something that, to be honest, I've never given any thought before and it made me realise that I rarely post pictures taken in Edinburgh as it is typically portrayed. Like most Scots I'm fiercely patriotic, I love my bonny homeland and I love Edinburgh.
I wanted to show you how beautiful and unlike any other city Edinburgh is. With stunning architecture, green open spaces and all my favourite places. Only luck was not on our side, everywhere I wanted to take pictures was far too busy, too cramped to move little own take pictures. We tried to take pictures outside the castle and along the Royal Mile but in typical Scottish temperament it drizzled all afternoon In all the shots I was surrounded by grumpy tourists wearing fluorescent cagoules. And I promise you, there will never be a fluorescent cagoule on this blog.
In order to escape the nasty cagoules, we snuck off into a close (that's an alleyway to those outside of Scotland) and finally got some good shots. My outfit isn't especially Scottish but my skirt is made from plaid (its not affiliated with a clan, so I wouldn't refer to it as tartan) woven right here and my hat isn't so far removed from a Tam O' Shanter cap. I do enjoy a cliche!
Finally when we were too cold to feel our fingers and toes, we hurried off to The Elephant House, where J.K Rowling once spent her afternoons scribbling stories about a boy named Harry with a scar in the shape of a lightening bolt. We drank Earl Grey and ate the worlds best shortbread (in my opinion), which is in the shape of a portly elephant.
It's not quite the Edinburgh that I wanted to show you but it is still the Edinburgh that I love.
Haste ye back x
P.S. Are there anymore Edinburgh based bloggers out there?