Morgan is joining us in Toad’s Caravan for a few months, and hopefully FOREVER if she gets a Visa (she’s American). Morgan has only been in Glasgow a few weeks, but joined us at Tribeca for my (early) birthday lunch. We are going out for drinks next week and I’m going to teach her all the Scottish words, like bawbag.
Arrochar
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.
Ayden and the Gingerbread Man
Ayden and I kick-started the Christmas spirit with a fun afternoon in Glasgow. It began with a deluxe hot chocolate at St Enoch square’s Christmas market. Seeing as we are both in agreement that sweet and savoury have separate compartments in your belly, we then headed for lunch at Lebowskis on Argyle Street (yeah, we sort of did things the wrong way round), before finishing our day at Ashton Lane during golden hour – only my favourite hour of the day.
I met Ayden a couple of months ago at the Next night in Blythswood Hotel, but it turns out we both love food and know some of the same folk. Make sure to check out Ayden’s UK lifestyle blog and give her brownie points for naming her cat Dexter.
Football Faces
I watched the England vs Italy match in Maggie Mays with Big Ry, Wee Ry and Reid. I shot these at ISO 6,400 (minus the outdoor one, naturally) on the MKIII. I left the noise untouched in post-pro so you can see how the MKIII fairs at high ISO. S’alright.
And the football, yeah. Well, with my mum’s boyfriend being from Sheffield, I was rooting for England to win. This is unusual for a Scot and the whole pub seemed behind Italy. I’m not a big football fan at all, though, but I am enjoying catching the occasional game.
Afterwards we gatecrashed a 21st Birthday party at 13th Note. It was bizarre. I’m looking forward to work in the morning. It’s just past midnight and I am going to stop talking now.
Kelvingrove Museum
This week has been heavy and intense and busy and at 4.30pm today I looked up from my computer and thought “Shit, I need some social interaction”. Two other friends had blown me off, which set my craving for some company into overdrive. It was “taps aff” in Glasgow, so Lindsay and I grabbed a coffee or two at Kelvingrove and enjoyed the sun and some random banter with the locals. Love Glasgow.
Charlene Kerr
A fellow drummer, although I feel dirty calling myself one these days, Charlene and I met at music college and quickly became friends. We decided to walk towards Paisley one sunny evening with Indie, my dog. Three hours later and I was actually carrying my pup home because she was exhausted. I am enjoying these lighter, warmer evenings. Keep it up, Mother Nature.
Miss C.
The beautiful woman you see in this picture is one of my oldest friends. As a kid she was my neighbour, and we hit up the same primary and high school together. Despite Lindsay having travelled the world, we’ve always kept in touch. It seems crazy that we live in the same city, have something ridiculous like 17 years of shared memories behind us, yet rarely meet up. I hope to change that.
Sam Brown
After a year since I last saw him, I finally got to catch up with Sam last week. Sam plays video games (although not as much as he should), is a UI designer developer, and gets to travel to New York for work. We took some photos in a rainy Glasgow, and I introduced him to one of my favourite coffee shops, The Hidden Lane Tearoom. By the time we had finished our coffee, the sun was out and I shot right into it with the tiltshift lens. It produced some psychedelic results.
The start of Summer
This weekend saw me road trip to Newcastle, a city I’m becoming rather fond of for its vibrance and bridges (it reminds me of home!). We had just left an overcast Glasgow and were surprised to feel the heat upon pulling up at the Marriott hotel at the MetroCentre. It officially felt like summer.
