Brittany is one of my closest friends. We have known one another since high school and I’m very lucky we have managed to not only keep in touch, but become closer. …
You’ve met Brittany before. But I can never have enough photos of my friend, Brittany. This was after we’d stuffed our faces at West Brewery with currywurst.
Everybody! Look at my beautiful friend, Brittany! We hung out a fair bit this weekend, which meant cocktails and food and shopping. This makes us sound very glamorous, but we’re not. This photo was taken at St Enoch Square, which has the European food market stopping by (much to our surprise, I thought it was around only for Christmas). I tried a few of the different Turkish Delight treats. Mmm!
Brittany and I met for sushi on Saturday, although it didn’t really go to plan as Shilla have stopped serving their amazing sushi platters. Still, we enjoyed some Korean food and quickly followed it up with a scone at The Hidden Lane Tearoom.
I really enjoy taking people to The Hidden Lane Tearoom who haven’t been before. It’s always a nice surprise for them walking down the misleading alley and being met by such a cute cafe. In Glasgow, alleys are generally used for men to urinate in.
Brittany might be a new face on my blog, but I have in fact known Britt for 13 years or so. In fact, during much of high school we were very much inseparable. As with many of my friendships, it’s not unusual for me to drift in and out of touch, but after school Brittany and I went our separate ways and didn’t keep in contact. Fortunately she was at the same New Year party as I, and we ended up exchanging numbers and agreeing to eat our way through Glasgow. We started at St Louis on Dumbarton Road. Stuffed jalapeños.
After speaking in Nottingham at New Adventures, I went to London for the weekend. I had a meeting on Monday, but decided to, y’know, do London just for fun for a few days.
I invited Brittany with me. We ate lots of food (can’t stop thinking about the mac and cheese at Camden Market), had lots of drink (half pints of Camden Hells), walked all over the city and visited Bram Stoker’s house. Win!
Having visited South Queensferry in July, I vowed I’d return with my camera. Brittany and I enjoyed a burger at Orocco Pier, followed by a stroll around the quaint town centre. At 28, it was my first taste of a vegetarian burger (definitely no substitute for beef, but I’m trying to eat less of that).
All in all, a fabulous day before I throw myself into a busy week of work.
Whenever Brittany asks if I want to hang out, I usually reply with, “Yes! Let’s go for food and eat everything and get fat”, but I indulged more than anyone over Christmas (and my birthday, and the weekend, and any day that isn’t even special). This time, I opted for a healthier alternative and suggested we go for a walk.
Brittany recommended walking along the West Highland Way (which I did not know existed) to Mugdock Castle. I’m glad she did. It was a beautiful walk, and my aching glutes suggest my body benefited from it, too.
Road tripping to Arrochar in March is becoming a bit of a tradition. And every time I do so the weather happens to be beautiful. Brittany and I (and Indie) felt inspired to spend the day outdoors. I want to shift the excess weight kicking about due to OD’ing on waffles in Bruges, and – next month – Brittany will be spending 2 months in Thailand, so we’re both on a bit of a health kick. It was good to get away from the ol’ ball and chain for the weekend i.e. my computer.