Road Trip to Harris

Travelled up last night, through a blizzard at Drumochter, ended up in Dingwall. Today’s ferry was cancelled so I reverted to plan B: drive across to Uig on Skye for the delayed 7pm sailing. Turned out to be the best plan ever. Today’s trip has been a journey across the last 30 years of myContinue reading “Road Trip to Harris”

Dunblane Primary 1975

I started Primary 4 in August 1975 I think. I mind o my teacher catching me reading the ‘wee red book’. Thought I was in trouble but she just laughed and said her husband read it in bed every night! Great teacher. By 1975, we were allowed to play in the school field instead ofContinue reading “Dunblane Primary 1975”

Dunblane BB Camp

Dunblane BBs recently went to Malawi to help build a local school I think it was. What an amazing experience. Different continent, African skies, landscapes , wildlife, new faces, languages, cultures you could only see on tv. What memories. My first BB camp, in 1978, we went to Leven. Fuckin Leven! I was literally theContinue reading “Dunblane BB Camp”

Moscow Kremlin

I awoke in a windowless cell. Wft? Then I remember I’m staying at Winterfell Hostel or ‘the worst hostel in Moscow’. That’s good news, despite the dragons and Tyrion Lannisters on the walls, the rusting metal staircase and plaster falling off the walls. The bad news is we lost 4-0 to Russia last night. AhContinue reading “Moscow Kremlin”

Getting Hame (after a night oot)

The front door goes, that’s them home. Phew. Its 2.54am and you’ve hardly slept. Try not too worry about them eh but you do, coz you mind (vaguely) what you were like at that age. When I was 18/19, we stayed in Murdoch Terrace and we’d come oot the pub glorious and stoat up theContinue reading “Getting Hame (after a night oot)”