It was on my last time in Glasgow that I was sat on the Clyde under the Glasgow Bridge. I was staying at a friend’s who had to work in the mornings leaving me on my own. I didn’t know where to begin or what to do. It wasn’t my first time there. In fact, … Continue reading Glasgow Bridge – I was sat on the Clyde
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Stevenston Sea, between Largs and Glasgow. When I decided to get off the train midway, he was reluctant to follow. I promised to get him back in time, in time for the nothing he had planned for himself. For the something of mine. But before I could note the name of the sudden town, Stevenston, … Continue reading Stevenston Sea – A Sea of the Absurd
"Waiting is also a place: it is wherever you wait." The Handmaid's Tale, Margaret Atwood Noise is inevitable on trains. Quiet Zones are only an invitation to lesser noise. On an unusually warm summer night in Scotland, I was on what I’d like to call the noisiest train. The Scotrail from Glasgow was filled with … Continue reading Waiting at Ardrossan South Beach
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