Mad, bad and dangerous to know. That’s what I thought about Glasgow growing up ‘doon the water’ in Rothesay. It always felt as though there was an undercurrent of violence simmering just beneath the surface… […]
Wandering through Glasgow I’d come across a replica of Dr Who’s Tardis. Arriving at the little spa town of Strathpeffer, I wondered if I’d accidentally stepped inside the iconic time machine… […]
The vision of 33 feet of woman/mermaid/siren glistening and twinkling in the sun like a disco mirror-ball in human form overlooking the A80 in Cumbernauld, Scotland nearly had me choking on my haggis pie. […]
The Scots are an ingeniously creative nation. Just about everything that’s useful was created by a Scot (or the Swabians). Take sausages for example. Whilst most of the world make sausages…well sausage shaped, the Scots don’t.
The consummate city centre hotel right in the heart of Glasgow’s shopping centre in easy reach of bus and rail connections. Modern style, comfort and a breakfast that it’s worth flying to Scotland just to enjoy. […]
I defy anyone to sit on the banks of Loch Ness and not to gaze in vain hope at those dark and oh so deep waters. In these troubled days the World needs a bit of magic more than ever and the idea that… […]