Notes from Glasgow

This is country walk no. 2. Much more strenuous and tick-free (yay!) But this might have been due to this unfashionable precaution: Anyway...

Dear Loch Lomond, You are known, I believe, as the sort of "entrance to the Highlands". If so, then you are the closest I have ev...

That's me on a sunny, freezing afternoon on the Isle of Bute with that Victorian behemoth of a house, Mount Stuart, in the background. I...

25 January is the poet Robert Burns birthday. A national hero of sorts here, he is affectionately referred to by most as just Robbie or Rab...

O bacon roll! Each glad morning I rush to greet thee, your crusty roll your salty bacon. O thou are not beautiful, o no! But thou taste so d...

In the midst of end-of-term madness and I have not had the energy or time to post, but here are some photos. I love it in my new flat and w...

I know many of you are expecting photos of my new flat. But unfortunately because of banks being silly and my landlord has yet to receive my...