Scotland

Most of you know I was in Australia in February, and when I came back we took a short trip up to the Highlands to get away from it all. We stayed in Glasgow, then on Skye in a beautiful little hotel. On the way home, we got stuck in the worst weather Scotland has … Continue reading »

I awake fully clothed, sans shoes, face down on a mattress of calico stuffed with porridge, my drool-patch soaking in nicely to combine with the drool-patches of a thousand backpackers before me. In a foolishly provident move I attempt to lift my head — the action sends my body back to the porridgy embrace of … Continue reading »

It’s Friday at last, and I couldn’t be happier. Well, actually I could – I’m technically on “backup” this weekend, so there’s a slim chance that I’ll be called to work. It’s not going to be the easiest thing, since I’m going to Glasgow for a ceilidh (is that how it’s spelt?). Lots of drinking, … Continue reading »