Jasmine’s debut blog: 15th July 2019

My Dad and I are in Edinburgh. We will (like we have done several other times, during my life) climb Arthur’s seat like my Dad did for the first time on this day in. They walked from where the love of his life Emma had been sharing a house in Rankeiler street. Emma is not my Mum though. My Dad and Emma did eventually get together after I was born but, first my Mum and Dad had me and called me Jasmine. I can not remember them being together; they are very different people! Anyway that meant my Dad did get to be with the love of his life Emma for a while but then she sadly died on this date. How strange a coincidence is that, that this One Day 15th July, became so significant to my Dad?

I have not always, seen my Dad on this day. Sometimes he has spent the day drinking alone or with adult company, even on weekends that were meant to be my weekend for staying at his. But we have been to Edinburgh on this One Day a few times.

This Edinburgh trip is a bit different! It is not just about commerating that One day, so significant to my parents. This one day, is a new chapter for me or maybe even a new book?; well at least it is going to be a blog! I’m starting my own Edinburgh adventure, I’m working up here over summer. I get to the experience the whole of the fringe and the other festivals in August. One day, I would like to perform at the fringe. My Dad appeared on tv. You may remember him *cringe* he was Dexter on ; a nineties show. Moving swiftly on from that… if I don’t perform, I could maybe write a show? Emma could perform and write. My Dad says she had lots of exciting roles in touring groups after university; although he did not see her in them, his self as he was busy travelling the world at that time.

God, I have waffled on so much; should edit but Dad wants us to set out to Alfred’s seat, so without further ado, I will just press publish eek!!!

Next step Rankeiler Street, Emma’s house where Dad and Emma set off from to climb, Arthur’s seat on 15thJuly1988.

This is Jasmine Alison Viola Mathew, signing off until next time, when I will update me on my Edinburgh adventures!!!!

One Day by David Nicholas made me cry again

I’m not going to spoil it by saying what made me cry. It is rare for a book to make me physically cry. The first time I read it must have been 2010 as that is the year the film came out. It is rare for me to choose to re-read a book rather than just rereading as nothing new to hand. Maybe I would have re-read it sooner, but a lent someone my copy and they lost it. I have considered buying again charity shops but never seen, one in very good quality … Until I found the one I bought in Redford for £1. As it starts and ends in Edinburgh, I decided once I knew I was going to be in Edinburgh to read it whilst here. It is not not so pristine after the journey up and carrying it in a canvas bag yesterday next to wet towel and swimming costume.

It is the story of two graduates from Edinburgh and tells the same one day each year of their story for 20years. When the characters in the book graduated; I was still ‘a child’. They graduated in a time without mobile phones. My Mum bought me, my first mobile phone when, I went to uni; so basically I have had a mobile just about all my old life. Yet I can remember the time before mobiles; when people sent postcards or people had to be in their house to talk on the phone. Like the lady Emma, in the book I can relate to initial reluctance to have a phone. Therefore I don’t necessarily identify with the beginning of the book.

It would be a very different book, if it was set much later as the way people communicate has changed so much in 20years.

I do identify, with how views change in the first 20years after graduation, how you become scarred. Alas even though I’m not 20years post graduation, since I first read the book, talking about events that happened first hand to myself 20years ago is becoming less alien. For example, 20years since first Oasis concert. Perhaps it is this that made it more poignant this time found. There is a shocking bit that had me in tears last time. Knowing it was going to happen meant I got past that part. But, suddenly I was sobbing. Not just welling up proper sobbing during last couple of chapters and when I put the book down.

The book starts and ends in Edinburgh. Yet most of the action is in London; yet Edinburgh is referred to throughout the book. Yesterday reading the book, I realised I recognised a street mention from having been there, a couple of days before, so it is very authentic. I have checked google maps and the street at the start is in Edinburgh so, I want to see it as well as climb Arthur’s seat.