The Scottish Parliament

I was through in Edinburgh on Monday and took a wander up to the Scottish Parliament at Holyrood. It’s a building which polarises opinion. It isn’t your usual statement iconic building which you would expect for a parliament. It’s complicated, it’s difficult to read from the street. There’s some strange post-rationalised concept about upturned boats. It now has a horrible entrance tacked on the front for increased security checks. There’s an awful lot of concrete.

That said, I love it.


I had an hour to kill on the Moray coast and headed to the fishing town of Burghead. Here are a few images made wandering around the harbour whilst eating too many butteries (6).

The Cairngorms

A few images from a trip to the Cairngorms. An enjoyable the trip apart from some sort of weird reaction to a tick bite. I hate ticks.

Harris in the Summer

I’ve not been to Harris in the summer for a while. The last time our tent blew down during the night, was totally wrecked and resulted in an undignified retreat to the ferry. 

This time it was a bit different. An area of high pressure had sat on Scotland for about a week, providing an actual heatwave. It was magic. It was a proper summer. It was 32 degrees in Glasgow. 

We had to go to Harris! 

And so we did. We drove up to Skye and into autumn. Gradually the weather got worse. A wee bit of haze. A cloud. Darker cloud. Can't see the mountain tops anymore. Spots of rain. Drizzle. Shit, this is cold. I’ve not brought a jacket....Ah well. It’ll be an experience. 

Dinner at The Three Chimneys (fantastic) and a snooze in the lay-by above Uig (miserable). Then it was on the ferry to Harris. The summer was back! It was hot. At 7 in the morning! 

The rest of the week was absolutely brilliant.