Linlithgow Palace

Is where today took me. It looked impressive, huge, historical. There was also a wedding going on which kind of dissolved the derelict atmosphere. I went with both my sisters, although there seemed to be a rush so I snapped the best pictures I could which you should see have updated to the right. I arrived at the archway entrance and walked through the courtyard to witness ladies and men dressed in full Victorian regalia. It was humble, and the clothes looked just as beautiful as I imagined. Not tacky, fancy dress crap. They looked convincing. a girl was sitting on a stool in front of the admission desk just staring at me. She looked bored and restless. Even the admission room was intriguing. That is a room where I could spend my days, leaning on my own stool, watching nothing in particular happen from the cloudy, panelled window. I'd like a relaxing job like that. Well, for me in particular it would be relaxing. Spending all day in a museum or library or castle. It would create a huge sense of fulfillment. Fill a huge void.

Linlithgow was beautiful in itself. Small, cosy cafes nestled side by side. Neat, cobbled pavements swirling around a central statue piece. There was a free museum on the other side of the road but my sister had neither the time nor the patience to venture inside.

I rented a film last night called Love Bites featuring Adam Ant. I usually disengage myself from any kind of culture as I am very sensitive to the after effects. I am otherworldly enough without losing myself in another world completely for 2 hours. He was alluring, beautiful, charming, dark and handsome. The script, however- was abysmal. So bad you may even cancel it out as bad acting. He is okay at acting, but the terrible movie really did nothing for him. It was a bit like a comedy Twilight. But I would much rather watch it than Twilight. On the plus side, it did make me laugh alot. Although the laughing could have been mistaken for giddiness.

I also watched Disco Pigs the night before. Finally, a movie thats leaves you with at least one ounce of fleeting emotion afterwards. The characters were alluring, as was the plot. I find psychotic characters the easiest to relate to. The ending will break your heart- man, woman or child. So if you haven't seen it, get a move on old chap.

I came home today to find an extra large bag of minature plums sitting on the kitchen bunker. Apparently they were plucked from next door's garden. This I find a huge convenience for me. He grows lettuce, cucumber, plums, and tomatoes. I have seen him however, and he is most commonly seen either shouting at a neighbour across the street, trimming his garden hedge (Again?) or mowing the lawn. I ma have to get on his good side and politely trade some of his stock. Bye bye.