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I get a call from the clinic, I had booked a week ago from the usual doctor visit. They tell me I can not be visited and which must suspend all visits until at least January for the pandemic risk (if the alarm does not fall, even more than in January). Now I ask myself and then I in the meantime, if I need a visit, I should go look for a private doctor? (Or rather, I should go to my doctor privately?) I guess is a provision of the President of the region.
These things make me mad. It will also be among the skeptics who tend not to consider this influence by the various different forms of influenza to which it is given a name in recent years - among the skeptics who are nervous about some of the sequences of one quarter of an hour on the news empty pews, when there would be a lot of news to be given a space that do not have. But most do not understand why I should be, directly and indirectly encouraged to go to a private individual: the idea that they are always going by an individual should be a choice, not a necessity and the public service should be able to provide an efficient service.

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Then finally I put my hands on The Savage Detectives and reading poets realvisceralisti (ask me if I love Bolaño)

[...] According to him, the current realvisceralisti walked backwards. How back? I asked.
- from behind, looking at one point but move in a straight line into the unknown.

I said that obviously I am part of the clique. The only difference to me too long from now seems to have a gun pointed at. Maybe once in a while I raise my hands.

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Reading on International Brezsny's horoscope, I should be in the process of producing the equivalent of a gold ring, after working a ton of raw metal.
Yesterday I had to rummage in the folder that long ago, I deliberately called "grits" and this makes me think neither gold nor the raw metal. But I would not be vulgar.

In any case, I try not to take too seriously. Something like this .

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Scotland / 4
One consideration that seems useful for posterity: If you ask a local if you would like to make a road bike is long and he will respond - widening the occhi - che non è lunga, ma è tough , forse dovreste ripensarci. Se due locali (fra cui quello che vi sta noleggiando la bici) sgranano gli occhi e vi dicono che una strada che vorreste fare in bicicletta non è lunga ma è tough , forse dovreste restituirgli le biciclette e andare a bervi una pinta al bar più vicino (in auto) - o, come da lui suggerito, a prendervi quell'altro liquido paglierino che danno in bicchieri più piccoli.
Era faticosa e lunga. E così ventosa, naturalmente a nostro sfavore, che a tratti pareva di essere su una cyclette e pedalare rimanendo fermi. In effetti la guida diceva che la strada da Broadfoard a Elgol era una delle strade più scenic drive to do to Skye. In a lucid moment, we gave up the last stretch. But of course it again, still trying to find the parts of Torrin during hours of low tide - when the Bay show all the colors of Scotland, or partially covered by water. The meadows, heather and peat, with the bare Cuillin Hills in the background, the top among the clouds.

Going to Skye is imperative to get to the peninsula (I wonder, however, the peninsula is called if you are already on an island?) Trotternish. The Old Man of Storr, the Kilt Rock waterfall and its sea, the cliffs of Quiraing offer unusual views that are worth the trip (the last one we could not follow it perché stava piovendo come se dovesse venire giù il cielo e noi eravamo già così fradici che persino s. ha confessato di sentirsi infreddolito - voi non potete rendervi conto della portata di questa affermazione).
Se poi si prende la strada per Uig c'è un'imperdibile piccola deviazione da fare. Si segue una strada secondaria e senza uscita che conduce al Fairy Glen: una stupefacente valle di colline coniche e pinnacoli di roccia.

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Scozia/2
Ma torniamo alla Scozia. Dato che ho l'abitudine di fare scelte impopolari, partirò da ciò che non ho visto. Non mi curo di metterci particolare coerenza quindi siete autorizzati, anzi vi incoraggio, a desistere. Semplicemente, oggi avevo voglia di scrivere.

1. Il Corrywreckan whirlpool . E' un enorme gorgo che si genera nel golfo omonimo quando l'onda di marea si infila fra le due isole di Jura e Scarba. Avevo letto che è uno dei tre maelström più grandi al mondo e che il boato al formarsi del gorgo si avverte a 16 km di distanza. È nota la mia fascinazione per queste manifestazioni naturali. Ma trovai anche tanti anni fa la parola maelström in una frase tra le altre di un libro che disse molto della mia adolescenza. "la mia anima è un maelström nero (una vasta vertigine intorno al vuoto [...])", diceva. L'ho sempre avuto a mente e avrei voluto affacciarmici (l'abisso - e quanto più di simile - mi ha sempre attratta più di quanto fosse auspicabile).

2. Le Carsaig Arches sull'isola di Mull. Io ero convinta e bella carica all'idea di raggiungerle ma, d'accordo, aveva ragione s., fare un'escursione di cui non si conosce l'esatta durata, con tratti a picco sul mare, senza protezioni, da soli e probabilmente sotto la pioggia, non è una buona idea. Aveva ragione ma ovviamente l'ho ammesso solo dopo - al momento ero piuttosto contrariata. Con l'auto, abbiamo preso la strada per arrivare al punto di inizio del percorso per dare un'occhiata e già di per sè è stata un'esperienza. Per intenderci: a Mull c'è un'unica strada che si possa definire tale ed è a una sola corsia con delle piazzole per favorire l'alternanza nei due sensi (abbiamo scoperto che in altre stagioni ci si disputa un rally). Ecco, Carsaig non è su quella strada: si prende una laterale ancora più stretta e diversamente asfaltata che attraversa chilometri (miglia, pardon) di silenzio dove, tra una barriera per il bestiame e l'altra, si sono dimenticati di ricavare le piazzole di cui sopra. Abbiamo attraversato una selva di alberi fitti e svettanti lungo una discesa con una pendenza che non ho cercato di quantificare solo perché l'idea che arrivasse un'altra auto e dovessimo ripercorrela in retromarcia in salita distraeva i miei neuroni. Ma naturalmente non è nobody came. We came to a small bay with a pier collapsed and two cottages, with another bay just beyond where he probably started the journey. Here I started my collection (mental) of cabins of British Telecom - traditional painted bright red - are the most remote places: the cabin Carsaig was in the woods, next to a waterfall. Come back again any car or human, but we saw the fleeting image of a deer, immediately regained the darkness of the forest. What we wanted to or not, the next day it rained so hard and with such consistency that we would still have groped the trip.

3.La Fingal's Cave, a cave on the island of Staffa (uninhabited) formed by hexagonal columns of basalt, which must be similar to the famous Giant's Causeway in Northern Ireland (I miss him too).

4. The Knoydart peninsula. Defined one of the major "gaps" in Scotland, because actually is empty (in fact call it "Britain's last wilderness"). There can only be reached by ferry from Mallaig, because there are no roads nor as a result countries (or vice versa) in part towards. You can stop to sleep in the bunkhouse, which are species of shelters / camps, but there are also b & b. Of course, I aspire to sit at the tables at the Old Forge Inn, which holds the record for being the most remote pub in Britain.

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Scozia/3
Nel b&b che ci ospita per due giorni (e mezzo) sull'isola di Skye, dopo averci fatto posare le valigie, il padrone di casa ci offre un caffé in un salotto in cui i mobili, il divano, i libri restituiscono un odore di affumicato, l'odore particolare che lasciano i caminetti in cui si brucia la torba.
Il padrone di casa parla con pronuncia impeccabilmente inglese, è enciclopedico e ama chiacchierare con i visitatori. Parlando del gaelico, ci dice che il volerlo riportare in uso è tutta una questione politica. Non viene utilizzato nella vita quotidiana e non è molto diverso da un dialetto, che come tale va preservato ma è assurdo che qualche folle scriva dépliant per i turisti in inglese e gaelico, invece che in inglese, francese e spagnolo. (Naturalmente qualche parallelismo viene spontaneo - difficile non ripensarci leggendo di sindaci verdevestiti che inaugurano centralini in comasco).
Non saprei dire se ha ragione il nostro padrone house (English), looking through his books but I got the idea that we are political positions rather close.
I actually just finished the book Ian Mitchell (Scotland), Isles of the North, which saw it differently from my guests and especially from me, but it posed interesting questions about the life of the community of islands away from the mainland (and not to set up unit in Gaelic or to refer the examination of Gaelic teachers was out). One curious note is that I found this poem, written by the Captain Hamish Blair during his visit to Orkney during the Second World War and was evidently not to his liking la desolazione delle isole a nord della Scozia.

This bloody town's a bloody cuss -
No bloody trains, no bloody bus,
And no one cares for bloody us -
In bloody Orkney...

The bloody roads are bloody bad,
The bloody folks are bloody mad,
They'd make the brightest bloody sad,
In bloody Orkney.

All bloody clouds, and bloody rains,
No bloody kerbs, no bloody drains,
The Council's got no bloody brains,
In bloody Orkney.

Everything's so bloody dear,
A bloody bob, for bloody beer,
And is it good? - no bloody fear,
In bloody Orkney.

The bloody 'flicks' are bloody old,
The bloody seats are bloody cold,
You can't get in for bloody gold
In bloody Orkney.

The bloody dances make you smile,
The bloody band is bloody vile,
It only cramps your bloody style,
In bloody Orkney.

No bloody sport, no bloody games,
No bloody fun, the bloody dames
Won't even give their bloody names
In bloody Orkney.

Best bloody place is bloody bed,
With bloody ice on bloody head,
You might as well be bloody dead,
In bloody Orkney

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Scotland / 1
Perhaps out of my head for the infinite horizon and get rid of this sense of suffocation, I should put aside all those books barely tucked in the luggage on his return from Glasgow and avoid watching movies starring Rosca and freckled little intelligible accent.
I do not want to quote too intelligent, but the Vivimilano time ago I read the Declaration of Victoria Beckham: "Milan is beautiful, but it damages the skin." Looking in the mirror, I feel to her right.
Sometimes I think the source of my impatience with Milan, despite its obvious shortcomings until a few years ago was not so acute, it is attributable to the fact that I came to Northern Europe. And sentirmici well - or at least to the best sentirmici .
Discovering, inter alia, that the Scots (glasgwegians exclude for a moment, for which then make a separate discussion) is unexpectedly warm, open, humorous. The craic for example, is also popular in Scotland as in Ireland, although it must be measured in glasses of whiskey (not whiskey). In Scotland, people, especially middle-aged, order a pint of beer and a glass of whiskey together. And the whiskey is shortened always faster than beer. Let's talk about

craic. Guides, and read anywhere in Ireland, is inevitably find that word. I know there are many common places, but I think this is not the case, as the word defines quite well the trend of healthy fun (and so much alcohol), the sparkling conversation and a taste for the joke that belongs in both the Irish After all the British (in fact, since the origin of the word "craic" is Gaelic in origin but was imported from English).
I mean, we know what the craic was indeed a night in the village of Schull (ndb reads like skull). We were sitting at a table for the evening ration of beer and a customer was immediately accommodated have a chat, which were turned into a torrent of words and three pints. Arrived 23.00, time when the pubs close their doors to law, the doors were closed, but with everyone inside, suddenly making a terrible noise. The live music was danceable music transforms into (Irish: not exactly my thing), so that could offend a local refusing his invitation to dance.
In fact we tried it in every corner of Ireland. Even in the smallest village, usually in the evening the lights go down houses and turn of the pub, mystical vision in that void that otherwise would not be complete with only a few bleating sheep.

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I dreamed that a friend (undefined, thankfully) I gave her to look after a night at the son, who has had six months. It was quiet, put it to bed, then I would get up at dawn, I took the baby in the blue light to tickle him and make some simpering affection, and instead found him inert and lifeless, kaputt. The horror, just write it. Why impose similar plots dream?

Maybe I wanted to say to myself, with invaluable hyperbolic sense of tragedy, which destroy anything I throw in my hands, or read pseudopsicologi the web, that the child represents my plans, those who remain by and which I can not give care and time (in my case the two interpretations are quite plausible). In any case, I tried to wake up distressing feelings so (I think that my brain do in these situations so that I wake up specially for me to remember his harassment, rather than to process them) and I tried not to go back to sleep to dream not resume from where the 'I had left - which happens, of course, only nightmares. Otherwise I'd have to say to the mother as well .

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I know you know that this blog has proved a joy for the excessive (minimum redemption) that took this country by the outcome of last night - and not only for the country itself, but because I live here. It is a joy to have failed in the bud, since the requirement lies, but still excessive.

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The Polo BLE, perhaps out of solidarity (perhaps only for age ), begins to show signs of slowing down. What would make me sad in itself, but it makes me very sad as the idea of \u200b\u200bgiving up the traditional window seat overlooking the wing (you can always end up there in the air?) And spending a few rupees, which has long prepared . And then
unimaginable things happen, like taking the road to bed at night and find that in the roommate browse magazines about cars, something that triggers me in terrifying visions. Fortunately, even my vivid imagination (read: paranoia) would come to pose pictures of me beside him, that I browse meddler or similar stories.
But it is only the phase of "compulsive retrieval of information" before any major purchase of St., where the craze for making fun, but of course on which I rely.
Relating with dealers will remain a rather thankless task: given the choice, never buy a car from these men . Yeah just read the prospectuses (incentives, taxes, and optional optional little interest) is like watching a teleshopping Tele Trunk (type: "I am becoming ... 14,000 €: 10,000 - 14,000 returning").

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Wandering through the various blogs arts & crafts in which every so often I go to rub your eyes (dreaming of having enough time to try again, hoping to be luckier, slurs beautiful to the eye and evocative names) have stumbled in the Art Deco Society of California and found that organized for about 25 years of Gatsby Summer Afternoon . I guess it's more an occasion to wear dresses to Charleston and get drunk in style in vintage cars, rather than a celebration of FS Fitzgerald, but overall the thing is more interesting than the parade in medieval costume and decidedly more chic.
That said, let's be clear that I, in Scotland, the launch of the trunk would have liked to see.

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In the old books Dylan Dog (as I said, I'm not assiduous reader from years of neglect Sclavi - which occurred just-for-a-inspiring nightmares happiness, I am told), when a case brought Dylan and Groucho in Scotland, was for advancing in the twilight zone, lost in the fog, being on foot with the car stranded in the woods, stay in country inns semidisabitati in dark stone ...
Things that come to mind when you take a boat trip on a lake surrounded by fog in August, statistically one of the wettest places in Britain - where in fact you are under the rain and take every drop, the bloodless lips of the cold your hands "read" - and would see what the captain describes .

Maybe I was convinced that after traveling to Ireland, Scotland would fail to amaze me. I was completely off the road.

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ALER Tenants are so disillusioned about the efficiency of building maintenance repairs, which the concierge instead of the usual updates on the temporary disruptions, gives us winking Communications on temporary improvements. The last is a ticket over the button for opening the gate with the inscription: "The button works." I do not know why, it makes me laugh.

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"Color by the high opacity, opaque and permanent." I'm sick and hands. I still have some cleaning to be accumulated to remove from under the fingernails. In the days where I attended a handful of Japanese calligraphy lessons, the ritual washing of hands at the end of the evening was a time for socializing, given the time that the operation required (for us beginners). With acrylics I fear is no different.
Yet I must admit that getting your hands dirty with the color is an extremely rewarding - from applying a different Pantone clicking on an icon in Illustrator.