Good Riddance to Page 3

For those of you who are unfamilar with the concept of page 3 models, let me explain. For many years, sloppy British tabloids have routinely printed photos of naked ladies on page 3. This, for a while, was accepted- even celebrated by many male readers, as ‘traditional’, or harmless entertainment. I strongly disagree. I first… Continue reading Good Riddance to Page 3

Food · Thoughts

In Which I Become A Veggie

A year and two months ago, my Mum and I drove through torrential rain and wind and rain from Glasgow to Liverpool to collect a little light that would change my life forever: an 8 week old Cockapoo puppy that we called Millie. She looked like this:   Needless to say, I fell in love… Continue reading In Which I Become A Veggie

Glasgow · Thoughts

Frosty Walks

Not far from where I live, there’s an old country lodge called Chatelherault where the Duke of Hamilton maintained a lavish residence purely for the use of a hunting. The ruins of Cadzow castle lie on the grounds, which are utterly beautiful, and perfect for long winter walks with the dogs. I think we all… Continue reading Frosty Walks

Glasgow · Thoughts

Winter in Glasgow

You may or may not have heard about the truly devastating accident which happened in Glasgow last December. A bin lorry crashed into the street in George Square and there were many fatalities. The news of the incident was horrifying for us all, but the solidarity and hopefulness of the Glaswegian people helped ease the… Continue reading Winter in Glasgow



A last minute holiday with my boyfriend (and on a shoestring budget) took us to Turkey. Despite the tackiness of some of the nightlife, it was cheap, cheerful, and delightful in some areas of the town. The Turkish people were some of the friendliest, most polite you will ever meet. And of course, I got… Continue reading Turkey


Interrail: Venice, Split, and Dubrovnik

This photo above was our first sight of Venice, literally the steps leading down from the train station. We were in such awe, instantly. The heat of Italy, coming from Vienna, was like a warm hug, and the buzz of the city was welcoming and charming. We loved Venice, as most visitors do, but be… Continue reading Interrail: Venice, Split, and Dubrovnik