Arbroath & The End of the World

I coast gently downhill from Arbroath station, the sea air kissing my cheeks in welcome as a cheerful little harbour comes into view. I know virtually nothing about this place, aside from a few brief mentions in some Alexander McCall Smith books, but my immediate impressions could not be more favourable! The sunshine never hurts,…

Barra & Eriskay: In Brief

I’ve written a little bit concerning my trip to Uist. But the time has come to tell you how, not content with just naming their livestock after me, my hosts Jeff and Katherine set out to make me EVEN HAPPIER. The weather had been unrelentingly grim, so when the forecast showed a day of blue…

Eigg: It’s Crackin!

Listen I’m very sorry about the title but there was no way to avoid it. Not to mention that it’s entirely true! April marks my 4th Scottish Ramble of the year and I freely admit to it having been my favourite so far. I took an unprecedented number of photos, so I’ll be posting about…

Life in Largs?

Largs is a well known seaside town less than an hour’s train ride from my flat, and has been the sunny setting of many a Glaswegian child’s holiday. And yet in all my years spent wandering Scotland’s bonny face? Somehow I’ve never been. For my March writing getaway it seems perfect. I’m sure it will…

On Arran

I’ve bounced happily out of bed on this rare, blue-skied February morning, and I’ve got my shiny new Bobbin bicycle gliding along beside me as I make my way into Glasgow’s Central Station. This bike is so shiny, in fact, that it’s slowing me down – I can’t stop watching its perfect chrome surfaces as…