The real Robert Roy McGregor ended his life in peace, although there had been so much violence around him. The film starring Liam Neeson is about other episodes from his life than those in Walter Scott’s novel. The novel is somewhat difficult to read because of the Scottish dialect. I like to hear it spoken, but reading it in transcription not that much. I leave the last word to Andrew Fairservice, the worthy countryman:

Our ain reek’s better than other folk’s fire.

Our own smoke is better than the fire of others. There is no place like home.  It is Friday night, and soon I will put my TV on to watch the crime series  “Taggart” – from Scotland!

“I beg a truce to your terrors in the present case, Andrew, and I wish to
know whether you can direct me the nearest way to a town in your country
of Scotland, called Glasgow?”

“A town ca’d Glasgow!” echoed Andrew Fairservice. “Glasgow’s a ceety,
man.–And is’t the way to Glasgow ye were speering if I ken’d?–What suld
ail me to ken it?–it’s no that dooms far frae my ain parish of
Dreepdaily, that lies a bittock farther to the west. But what may your
honour be gaun to Glasgow for?”

“Particular business,” replied I.

From Rob Roy by Sir Walter Scott,  vol II chapter 1.

I am reading it right now, and sure it brings memories!

From a  shop window in Stockholm, “House of Artisans”.

Could someone tell me why we haven’t Ψ  (psi) any more? What a terrible loss to the graphic potential of the western world! Have a PeΨi in PoughkeeΨie and think about it.  WhooΨ, I did it again!

I promise to tell the truth: approximately half the truth, and a lot of other things.

Yesterday in the office I gradually got a bad stomach and my head felt heavy, so I went home early. Then after some drink and fruit and rice, only a few hours later I felt well again. Odd. Was it piglet flu?

Classical ornaments on a house built around 1900 are no surprise, like these Ionian columns in Stockholm. Could have been Copenhagen, London or Vienna as well.  But the things above that look like garbage bins, what was the idea?