Ignor­ing the hor­rible indus­trial stuff at the fore­front of the pic­ture, Glas­gow can be a pretty nice place to be when the sun decides to pop out for a bit. This was taken in Kirk­in­til­loch, a few minutes drive from the city centre.

Today has been a busy day — I gut­ted my flat from top to bottom.

All the activ­ity seems to have taken it out of Charlie too, although all he did was chase the bloody mop around.

Most of the mess was his fur too, you’d think he might have helped more, harrumph.

I pre­tend I’m a DJ every once in a while, usu­ally when one of my DJ mates goes to the toi­let, but I have been known to play a few tunes (badly) by myself on occasion.

There’s noth­ing quite like the but­ter­flies in your stom­ach feel­ing as you watch the seconds tick down on the […]

Tak­ing phở­tos while driv­ing — shock­ing. I was at a red light, not that you’d know since the one in the photo is broken.

This was taken in Pais­ley and I think it sums up how I feel about the place — some very beau­ti­ful build­ings but sur­roun­ded by a sad and depress­ingly decomposing town.

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After my slip up for day eight, you’d have thought I’d have made a real effort with day nine.

I didn’t.

This a pub near where I live called The Belle. A cool, hip, trendy (and a vari­ety of other words that are pre­sum­ably quite out of date and wouldn’t be used by most of […]