Anyone for tennis?

I’m prepared to admit that I’ve always been a bit of a reverse snob about certain sports. I’d always assumed tennis, rugby, cricket to be the type of hobby that dukes and duchesses indulge in. You certainly had to have a minimum of two ponies and a bijou bolt-hole on the Cote D’Azur to even be…

Saturday Summer Holiday

“I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June.” ― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of the Island It’s been a looooooooong week and my summer holiday vibe is a very distant memory. After a barrage of work drama I was feeling pretty damn shattered as the weekend approached. As…

Oh What A Beautiful Morning(s)!

The Confession… On Friday night we had, well, let’s call it a ‘late one’. There was a time in my life when that would have made no dent in my Saturday. However, sadly, that time is gone. It is buried alongside my size 10 jeans, my ability to sleep anywhere at anytime and the wrinkle-free…

Braw Telly: Episode One

Television is my passion and I treat it very seriously. I become utterly bereft when I finish a series I’ve loved and search frantically for the next thing to submerge myself in. Yet, while film and cinema are often viewed as an art form, people can be snobbish and derogatory about my beloved telly. Series like The Wire, The Sopranos…

Weekend Wandering

Some people love planning their life. Mostly, I really don’t. OK, I’ll admit I love planning holidays: cosying up on the couch with my laptop and two or three weeks of a clean slate waiting to be filled with pure adventure. I throw myself into researching the destination; finding out about quirky restaurants and bars and…

Autumn

As a kid, I loved the seasons: the long, light nights of the summer; the freshness of dewy, spring mornings; the crackle and crunch of autumn leaves and the icy sparkle of winter. We’d collect leaves in the autumn and make Halloween books with poems and stories and onomatopoeia and tinfoil ghosts. We’d pick brambles and…

Coffee I Have Known and Loved

“I wish I knew how to quit you.”* – Brokeback Mountain Before I write anything else, it’s probably best to just be up front with you and admit that I’m a coffee addict. There, I’ve said it. It’s out there. I don’t mean ‘addict’ in some kind of light-hearted, hyperbolic way. No. I’m a serious coffee addict. It is…

“Some of us are looking at the stars.”

We are all in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars – Oscar Wilde   There’s no getting away from the fact that Glasgow has a reputation. In fact it has many reputations: an amazing music scene, vicious football rivalry, friendly citizens, hey, even knife crime! It is often (incorrectly) credited…

Monday Bonus!

Monday began dreich. (As if you needed another reason to bury your head under the duvet and dingy the alarm.) Buuuuuuuuuut: “it turned oot nice.” And now it’s only 4 days until the weekend! Here are some fiery Clyde sunset shots from tonight to help celebrate!

TREAT YOURSELF! (Trick yourself.)

Since I was kindly (insultingly?) gifted a Fitbit for Christmas I have spent the best part of 2016 chasing at least 10,000 steps a day. Generally speaking I achieve that by going for a walk or, drum roll and Olympic medal please, attempting something more sweaty like tennis or running. However, occasionally life throws apathy, buttery…

No Such Thing As Dreich Weather…

Welcome! After years of general debauchery (including a period of around two years where I essentially only ever ‘cooked by phone’) I embarked upon a vague attempt to get off my couch, get a smidgen more active and maybe, at a stretch, get fit. And, over the years, I started to learn some stuff. I…