A series of anecdotes with or without any connection to the running of a restaurant.

Monday, May 15, 2006

Sunny Edinburgh...

The weather was beautiful till Sunday afternoon. Once again the rosé flowed on terraces, rooftop restaurants, waterside, etc...
Had a brief motorcycle tour of the city... Mad!

Edinburgh had an bovine invasion. One hundred cows decorated in a million colours and themes for charity. They will remain scattered around the city for the next twelve weeks as part of Edinburgh Cow Parade...

Just a few a few days ago DCver mentioned the Cow Parade in Lisbon... What a coincidence!


















View from Oloroso Restaurant and Cocktail bar in Castle Street. You couldn't get a more panoramic view of the Castle... And a cow dressed as a cockerel...


















Same view minus ladies who lunch...

















A cow at night!

















The Royal Mile. (High Street)














More colourful cows...


Saturday night, wobbling along Princes Street after a very long session, I kept stopping total strangers and asking them:
"Are you from Newcastle?"
If they said no, I'd say: "Boring!" or "Bugger off, man!" Why Newcastle? I don't even live there!

...Until this guy called me by my name!
"I did your stepson's wedding photos last Summer!"
Flipping coincidence or what?
The whole of Edinburgh and I find someone who's gonna go back home and give me a bad name!

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26 Comments:

Blogger Mary said...

Great shots. Motorcycle tour sounds fun. They did something like the cow parade around town here once only it was not cows but Shorebirds.

15/5/06 10:40 PM  
Blogger Le Chat said...

I love those cows. I hope they are still there when I go.

Did you go peeping under any kilts? What with your 30% inclination and all. You need to check out whether they really do wear any undies after all.

Glad you are back!

15/5/06 10:53 PM  
Blogger cream said...

Kitty, someone once sent me the photo of a Scotsguard sat with the Queen with his dangly bits on show! If I started lifting kilts up my 30% might start shooting up!
The cows are there for 12 weeks. There are some funny ones. Check ou the parade link in my post.

Mary, I felt like Easy Rider except for the cobbles streets wreaking havoc with my physiological difference!

15/5/06 11:08 PM  
Blogger ramblingwoman said...

what a great restaurant...youdidn't tell us what you ate Cream...only what you drank! Is it always Rose?

Life is full of coincidences isn't it? But we really don't want to meet someone we know when we are drunk and disorderly - hope your good name isn't besmirched. (what a great word)

15/5/06 11:23 PM  
Blogger lettuce said...

Oh yes, London was full of cows like these (maybe these very cows?) a few years ago. There was a Harry Potter cow in Leicester Square...that was wierd.

Glad you had a good weekend.

15/5/06 11:27 PM  
Blogger Hayden said...

ahhh, but were there Highland Cows? I'm in love with 'eilan coos' such faces!

16/5/06 4:17 AM  
Blogger ValGalArt said...

beautiful pictures Cream!

16/5/06 4:29 AM  
Blogger Caribbean Colors said...

That was a groovy website!

16/5/06 4:40 AM  
Blogger Caroline said...

I didn't know Edinburgh celebrated cows that way - I wonder if I can get up there in time to see them! Hope you haven't drunk all the rosé in the place!

16/5/06 7:48 AM  
Blogger wendy said...

Sounds like you were in a very 'happy' MOOd all weekend...lovely!

16/5/06 8:01 AM  
Blogger cream said...

Rambler, Oloroso is owned by Tony Singh who won an ITV chef of the war award a few years ago. Great place especially in the sun. We ate in Grassmarket... Soupe de Poissons and Entrecôte. Tagine on Sunday night...etc...

Lettuce, there were lots of hen parties. Nothing to do with the parade, though. :o)

Hayden, I am sure that, out of the 100 there would've been a few 'eilan coos'...

Val, being there was even better!

Hobbes, the cow parades raise a lot of money for charity. And there so well organised.

Caro, the parade is on for 12 weeks till after the Festival.

Wendy, very Happy MOOd! You'd love it!

16/5/06 9:26 AM  
Blogger homo escapeons said...

Why can't a fella wobbble around in obscurity anymore damnit!
Did you talk to everybody in your best(Simpsons) groundskeeper Willy accent?
Coos eh? Here in Whateverpeg we do cement bears for charity and people love 'em.

16/5/06 2:17 PM  
Blogger Brian the Mennonite said...

Wow. Some peoople get to live in such beautiful places and see those views all the time. I'm envious...although you wonder if such a view could also become tiresome. I'd like to try anyways.

16/5/06 8:09 PM  
Blogger Le Chat said...

Glad you like my new look. But it's not Shearer, she wears her team colours of course.

16/5/06 9:23 PM  
Blogger Viking054 said...

Nice pics. In Pittsburgh a few years ago there was a dinosaur parade. Every town has its mascot I guess...

16/5/06 11:32 PM  
Blogger cream said...

HE, here it doesn't matter whether the cows are in cement, it's usually the people who get plastered!

Kitty, did you see Shearer's Testimonial game the other night? Black and white all over!

Viking, I think Edinburgh went for cows because dinosaurs a wee bit passé...:o)

17/5/06 9:59 AM  
Blogger Le Chat said...

No, I missed that. I feel so sad that Shearer is going. It's ten years in June since my Shearer was born. Seems like yesterday.

Yeah, good news re Ruth's parents. Thanks for being so supportive, Uncle Cream!!

Shouldn't call you that really, you're not much older than me!! Mind you uncles don't have to be, do they.

Better get back to work!!

17/5/06 10:51 AM  
Blogger ramblingwoman said...

I can't believe you lot like Alan Shearer. He is much hated in these parts. I'm told by them wot know that Shearer is also greatly disliked in his own industry too.

But, I suppose someone has to like him!

17/5/06 11:44 AM  
Blogger Le Chat said...

Is football an industry? Well, that is a novel idea. Industrial football. Is the team called the Production Line and what is the product? The goal maybe?

I never actually said I like Alan Shearer. He's not in my 20%!! I must tell the story of how the cat got its name. I just wanted to find her kitten photos first and they are in the attic and I'm too lazy to go and hunt them out.

Sorry Cream, I'm talking to RW in your comments page aren't I.

Please do excuse me!

17/5/06 12:15 PM  
Blogger cream said...

Rambler, I know nothing of Shearer apart from the fact that he was a good footballer. Glad you're sharing Shearer gossip!

Kitty, feel free to invade my comments! If it gets you out your work, then all the better!
You'll have to tell us how Shearer got her name...

17/5/06 3:00 PM  
Blogger Christine said...

Great weekend, glad you had fun. A little too much fun perhaps! ;) Naughty Cream! I love it!

17/5/06 5:56 PM  
Blogger euro-trac said...

I didn't know that people didn't like Shearer! I didn't know that people did either!

Cool cows! We had them here last year or the year before! Now we've got potatoes!

17/5/06 11:32 PM  
Blogger DCveR said...

Yup, we're all enjoying our cows!
Have a dram for me if you're still in Edinburgh. If your not... well, you can still have it. ;)

17/5/06 11:56 PM  
Blogger cream said...

Christine, one can never ever have too much fun...

Potatoes, Trac? Please enlighten us...

No, DC, I am back in the land of the living...Recovering from Scottish hospitality...

18/5/06 9:42 AM  
Blogger euro-trac said...

Yes I will! Several Potatoes have been cropping up on walls and on top of bus shelters over London, thanks to NoNose!
I've heard him interviewed on the radio. He was very funny! I don't think he could sue me for saying that he sounded a bit stoned...
:o)

18/5/06 10:56 AM  
Blogger cream said...

Thanks, Trac! Really funny!
Sounds like this guy doesn't have a chip on his shoulder and definitely isn't a couch-potato!
:o)

18/5/06 2:22 PM  

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