June 5-8, 2010:

What a social butterfly I have been these four days: a day out in Edinburgh with a chum, riding the gondola up the ski hill, driving around the outskirts of the Old Toun, walking about three hours on the streets, a lovely dinner in the South Queensbury Inn where Davey Balfour set forth on his journeys. Sunshine all day long.

And Sunday a brunch with friends and some interesting conversations about giving speeches and birdsong. Then afterwards palling around with my friend Peter who drove up...