It’s early March 2020.
Lindsay tells her husband she’s going to be in more intensive therapy. She reflects upon the present-day relationship with her father and how she feels guilt that it’s her mother who now bears the brunt of her scorn.
Lindsay and Steven go to see Scottish musician King Creosote perform at Glasgow’s Royal Concert Hall as the threat of COVID looms. She is thrust back half a decade as her emotions overwhelm her, remembering the first time she experienced this album and its accompanying film, From Scotland with Love by Virginia Heath, when things were very different for them all.
In the letters, Helen tells Tom about the anger she experiences. He assures her that it won’t factor in their married life.
Some more very recent finds… My paternal grandfather’s slides, featuring a very young Dad, Ray and some images of teenaged Dad that until December 2023, I’d never seen before.
And that King Creosote gig on Glasgow Green, July 2014
Watch the Trailer for From Scotland with Love here and seek out the whole film if you can. I quote one of the songs at the start of the print version of my memoir.
From Something to Believe In, from From Scotland With Love by King Creosote:
Dreaming without sleeping
It’s morning, are you leaving?
But our story, it has only just begun
And are you willing it to end?
You promised me a feeling
Something to believe in
You promised me a feeling
Now I promise to be real
