Travelling home

Dumbarton Common, rainfall at dusk, originally uploaded by Gordon. The train pulls out of the station, slowly gathers speed as I head to my home town. I am cocooned in steel, my music and my own thoughts. Face tingling from the fresh air. There are several stops to be made, familiar names from my past. At one stop a man alights and heads down the platform, bulbous headphones sit proudly on his head. In his right hand he holds a carrier bag, contents unknown, in his left he carries the rhythm of the music that he is silently, but passionately, singing along with. His step falters and I wonder if he’s about to fall, but no, that drop of his …

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Dumbarton from the air

Yesterday morning I cashed in a Christmas present and took the air in a hellychopper. It was quite noisy, but very smooth, and I have to admit the little boy in me loved every minute (whilst the adult in me fretted about carbon footprints and so on). We weren’t in the air very long, a quick zip up and down the River Clyde from Inchinnan down to about Helensburgh and back, but we did pass my hometown on the way. We didn’t go much above about 1500ft, but kicked it up to about 160mph. It was fun hearing, through the headsets, air traffic control at Glasgow Airport warn us that there was an incoming Boeing… summat or other, approaching and …

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New Lanark

Having read a feature in the local paper, we headed off to New Lanark today, primarily for a wander along the banks of the River Clyde to the Falls of Clyde. Alas they aren’t that spectacular at the moment, mainly because the water is held back to drive turbines at a nearby power station, and we deliberately decided to avoid visiting tomorrow to avoid the crowds. For tomorrow they ‘unblock’ the river for one day and whilst it would be quite something it would also be quite busy… so no thanks. However we did have a nice walk and got to see a rare bird, nesting on a cliff face. Thankfully for once I had remember to take my zoom …

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Drawn to Water

Recently, Hg was musing on how he is “fascinated by the sparseness of the planet’s polar extremes and specifically by artistic responses to the territory”. He quote from Brian Keenan’s book, Four Quarters of Light, and it’s such a great quote that I have to repeat it here: “Wilderness to the creative mind is like a blank canvas to a painter: it is full of possibilities. Here is perfect peace and absolute freedom; here too may be the prologue of melancholy or bliss. In the wilderness there are no ready-made roads; you make your own and go where you choose.” Isn’t that glorious. The entire post is worth a read and really struck a chord, and as well as having …

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Old Bag

For future reference. When you are walking along with your bag over your shoulder it is most likely that the bag will protrude slightly from your body. Please be aware of this fact, particularly if you are walking down a narrow(ish) pathway which has room for two people to pass, side by side. This is a friendly reminder is so that, the next time a bag clouts me in the arm, leg or side, I won’t have to fight the urge to throw the bag into the River Clyde. Possibly with you still attached. That is all.

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The op

So tomorrow my beloved wife goes under the knife. She is having her gall bladder removed. These days that’s a minor op as it can be done via keyhole surgery, unless they have any hassles in which case they’ll just slash her mid-riff open and yank it out. For those of you who don’t know (and I didn’t until she was diagnosed), your gall bladder produces bile which is then passed, alongwith recently digested food to your stomach for processing. Gall stones can form over time and block the gall bladder, backing up the bile and.. well Louise’s symptoms were extreme pain across her middle, and vomiting. These ’bouts’ have been happening on and off for about a year, with …

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