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Saturday 1st April
I’m walking into Saracen’s stadium at Allianz Park, North London for the Sarries V Glasgow Warriors European rugby fixture. As we walk past a kilted Scotsman the Enfants Terribles are discussing the origins of Kilts and the younger one (who is always full of useless facts) talks about how it is actually an Irish invention.
The next evening I’m watching Hitchcock’s ‘Foreign Correspondent’ with Enfant Terrible No. 1 when the main character grabs a military type at a drinks and asks him, as a distraction and to get rid of a fellow guest who is in his way, to explain the origins of the Kilt to this in-the-way Latvian.
So the question of the origin of the Kilt twice in two days.
– Excuse me. I beg your pardon, sir. I have a Latvian friend here… who’s particularly interested in the origin of the kilt. I wonder if you’d be interested in talking to him. He’s a lovely fellow.
– It’s a most amazing story. You see, the Greeks, in the early period, they used to wear a kilt…
A note-shuffling day, uneventful. The highlight was making contact with Paul Arden’s wife, Toni, and arranging a visit to interview her at their Sussex home. As something of a quid-pro-quo I’m going to clear the spam off Paul’s memorial site, as it disrupts the general feelings of inspiration from the later posters who are predominantly his readers expressing the impact of his thinking on theirs.
I spent a bit of time trying to marshall my notes which is surprisingly tricky. I’m using Evernote as a way of working between desktop(s), phone and laptop which broadly works well but the occasional sync clash dose throw a spanner in the works and wastes time. A big part of this book-writing game (certainly for this sort of factual book which has a good deal of underlying research) does seem to revolve around self-organisation, systems, and the like.
Between note wrangling and sorting diary syncing issues on my phone, the bit of writing and video research I’d planned for the rest of the afternoon never happened and I trotted off to watch Saracens at Wembley Stadium to round off the week.