Finally. Some down time to myself. I choose milk, a toffee doughnut, and a read at issue 2 of Lagom, which I haven’t had a chance to flick through yet. I like the photography in this magazine.
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.
Continuing on from our coffee adventure, Laura turned 25 and wanted to get lost up a mountain. That we did. I’m not an experienced outdoorsy person, which I proved by getting lost before we’d even stepped foot outside of my car. Within an hour of our walk, we had accidentally veered off the beaten path, yet continued to ascend Ben Lomond through the rockiest, roughest terrain. It was a workout!
Laura took a keen interest in her surroundings, interacting with nature, investigating mushrooms and making friends with hairy caterpillars. I, on the other hand, was more interested in taking photos. Of course, none of them really could do the wonderful views justice.
What a civilised afternoon we had. Shawshank and I spent today wine tasting in Peckhams. This basically meant sampling 8 different wines and eating lots of cheese. Oh, and my first mince pie of the season. Afterwards we stopped off at George Square for a mulled wine. I think it’s officially the countdown to Christmas.
This weekend saw my friend, Elisha, visit from Ireland. Elisha is a fellow photographer, so I had planned on taking a lot of photos. Sadly, whenever I have a friend travel a significant distance to visit me, Glasgow decides it’s monsoon season. But any weekend I get to eat at Tribeca, Lebowskis and St Louis – and wash it down with a coffee from Artisan Roast – is a good one. Elisha also let me use her 50mm ƒ1.2 for most of the weekend!
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!
On Saturday I headed to Belfast to celebrate Paddy’s birthday in The Hudson Bar (happy birthday, Paddy!). It was my first surprise birthday party, so I was pretty excited about yelling SURPRISE. It was a stellar weekend in regards to the weather, so there were plenty of pints outside Duke of York, followed by a relaxing Sunday sunbathing on the grass at City Hall. This was my fourth visit to Belfast, and I finally had a Boojum. Oh. My. God. I’ve also been encouraged to pursue my wrestling career by Hughes, so watch out for that.
This weekend was fun. I headed to Edinburgh for RailsBridge, an organisation working to increase diversity in tech. There was a turnout of about 20-30 female programmers in TechCube, and – for me personally – it was great to work on an app and have an experienced programmer (teacher) I could ask questions to as I progressed.
I spent the weekend at my sister’s shop, which is next door to Casa Angelina – a vintage tearoom. It’s fairly new yet seems to have gained popularity with its afternoon tea. We didn’t quite stretch to afternoon tea, but the soup and cake I did have was very tasty.
It was Saturday morning and Jack arrived in Glasgow, complete with an entire box of Krispy Kreme’s for my fatty fat arse. I enjoy showing people around Glasgow because – as much as it has acquired a terrible reputation over the years – I know the good bits and how to sell the city; Tribeca for brunch, the lighthouse for a panoramic view of the (diamond in the rough) city, or a lunchtime drink in Ashton Lane. I think I sold it to him, although that might be because Indie took a shine to him.
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.