A Son of the Rock

SPFL Tier 4, The Rock, 19/09/26.

Football is a funny game. On the face of it this was a comprehensive win, yet at no time during it did it feel that way. Yes we scored early, a fine move down the right with Robbie Cleary and Mikey Doyle exchanging passes before Doyle crossed for Deryn Lang to get in front of his defender and smash the ball in. But the BBC statistics show we had only 31% possession over the whole game.

Mind you new loan keeper Mason Munn barely had a save to make, certainly not from a threatening shot. It has to be said he looked assured enough, a contrast to Harry Broun who has now left the club again after only rejoining a couple of weeks ago.

The formation was strange again, selection bingo once more at work. The choice of fielding Leighton McIntosh in midfield seemed odd but someone on Pie and Bovril opined he had been given a man marking job. Another returnee, Tom Lang, helped to shore up the defence. While Spartans moved the ball about – and looked as if they had played together before – they seemed to lack penetration.

We did little of attacking note in the first half after we scored and thoughts of last week’s second half capitulation against Stranraer were never far away.

The second goal changed things and, like two weeks ago against Elgin, there was an air of freakishness  about it, Robbie Cleary’s corner bouncing off a defender and going in off the post. The players celebrated it big style.

I thought to myself, though, how on Earth are we winning this 2-0? Apart from the goals their keeper hadn’t a save to make. It was that kind of game.

Spartans had to come at us a bit more after that and despite our last two substitutions smacking of a defensive mindset we managed up the park a few times. Josiah Sowa, who had come on midway through the half, showed just how good he can be at exploiting space when he cut in from the left and pinged a beauty in for no 3 in stoppage time.

We’re now joint second bottom, or alternatively, joint sixth and only two points off the promotion play-off spots. No chickens being counted here though. I think the players won this despite the manager, not because of him.

Home of Coldstream FC.

Unsurprisingly they play in Coldstream, the first village/town in Scotland when travelling over the border from England via the A 698.

The club was a founder member of the East of Scotland League in 1923 and is now that league’s longest serving member, playing in its First Division (its second tier, after the Premier,) the 7^th tier of Scottish football. It has long been eligible to play in the Scottish Cup.

Home Park lies at the edge of the town’s park, also called Home Park, the play area of which is to the left here:-

South end of the football ground:-

Looking north. The path beside the pitch (right) is a public footpath which has to be closed off for matches to be played.

MacColl’s first “hit” of the 90s. It only reached no 82 though. Lyrically it’s coming from a similar place to her first hit, There’s a Guy Works Down the Chip Shop Swears He’s Elvis. This one isn’t at all “rock”y, though, and has a Country feel.

Kirsty MacColl: Don’t Come the Cowboy With Me Sonny Jim

Bells to summon servants, Traquair House:-

A harpsichord:-

Ground floor room:-

Cradle used for James VI (James I of England):-

Bed of Mary, Queen of Scots:-

Relics of Mary, Queen of Scots:-

Traquair House is Scotland’s oldest continuously inhabited house.

House from distance:-

Closer view. there are “new” wings to either side:-

Right side new wing:-

Left side new wing:-

A drawing of Traquair House in earlier days is on one of its internal walls:-

Rear of house, hedged maze in middle ground:-

Penguin, 2024, 249 p. Translated from the Japanese お探し物は図書室まで (O-sagashi mono wa toshoshitsu made, literally “Please go to the library for what you are looking for,”) POPLAR Publishing Company, 2020, by Alison Watts. Illustrations by Rohan Easson.

This book’s title is surely designed to appeal to book lovers. Yet, in a sense, it must be preaching to the converted. Book lovers will all have used libraries and, crucially, already read books and thus need no encouragement to pick one up.

There are five stories within, all with a similar trajectory. Each of the lead characters has a reason to visit the Hatori Community House situated by a local school and gets drawn to its library where the librarian, Sayuri Komachi, recommends books to them and at the same time proffers a gift of a felted toy from the many she spends her time making.

The viewpoint characters are:-

Tomaka, a sales assistant in womenswear at Eden, a Department Store.

Ryo, who works in accounts for a furniture manufacturer but yearns to start an antiques business.

Natsumi, a former magazine editor moved sideways to a less fulfilling role on having had a child.

Hiroya, a thirty-year-old NEET who has neglected his talent for drawing.

Masao, recently retired and feeling a lack of direction.

Unfortunately, this all involves a lot of repetition of information as each character relates the details of their first visit to the Community House in very similar terms. There are also some instances of the relaying of characters’ internal thoughts or reactions which are rendered far too colloquially thus breaking readers’ suspension of disbelief.

There is discussion of the content of the borrowed books (in one case it’s not borrowed, since it’s too heavy to carry far, but rather consulted,) publishing details of which are appended in the Bibliography.

Special pleading for the utility of reading occurs when one of the narrators tells us “Books belong to everybody: the creators, the sellers and the readers.” Similarly, Ms Komachi says to another, “Readers make their own personal connections to words, irrespective of the writer’s intentions, and each reader gains something unique.”

It’s all very easy to read and undemanding but somehow feels inconsequential.

Pedant’s corner:- Uses British spellings but has the occasional USianism – sidewalk, sneakers, schoolyard, some schoolchildren are said to be in third or fourth grade. Otherwise; “inside in my stockings” (either ‘in my stockings’ or ‘inside my stockings’,) “I did use to talk with him” (did used to.)

One of the buildings at Yorkshire Sculpture Park is a former chapel.

When we were there it held pieces by Laura Ellen Bacon who use sustainable Somerset willow to make her sculptures.

The main piece was titled Into Being:-

This is the same piece viewed from the balcony:-

This piece, on the balcony, is Contact 2021:-

In the vestibule of the chapel was Muscle Memory:-

SPFL Tier 4, Stair Park,* 12/9/26.

What a surprise.

A defeat at Stair Park is no novelty but it seems again the manager’s decisions were baffling, including replacing attack-minded players with defenders when we were losing.

It’s worse that we actually took the lead then lost two goals in four minutes (shades of the game at Kelty last month.) We’re just too fragile at the back.

[Edited to add: I see from the highlights that the third goal we lost was a complete joke and we also had a penalty saved.]

That’s now a whole year since an away win. Okay, the manager is only responsible for 18 out of the 22 games in that time, but it kind of speaks for itself, especially since we’ve only won 7 games under him. That’s relegation form.

Watching Sons at the moment is far from enjoyable. Next Saturday against The Spartans could be gruesome.

Owner Mario Lapointe needs to get his finger out.

*LIME Stadium at Stair Park? No thanks.

This is Masayuki Koorida’s Form Twist. (The spheres in the background are by the same artist):-

Also by Masayuki Koorida: Growth. (This looks to me like a V2 rocket or the rocket on the cover of the Tintin story Destination Moon):-

Simeon Barclay: Pittu Pithu Pitoo (the cockerel is part of the sculpture.) Bretton Hall is in the background:-

Sophia Vari: Le Roi et La Reine:-

Suhasini Kejriwal: Garden of Unearthly Delights:-

The Zombies’ second US no 1 – four years after their first She’s Not There in 1974. While the latter did reach no 12 in the UK this one didn’t chart at all. Despite that it’s still fondly remembered.

The Zombies: Time of the Season