Tag: UK
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No holiday back to the UK would be complete without some nice walks through some mud, on the way to some well-earned pints and packets of crisps. It’s one thing I really do miss in the USA; the hiking here is amazing, obviously, but it lacks the wander-off-on-you-own freedom of just sauntering across the fields…
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A quick 48 hours in London to catch up with some old friends and reacquaint ourselves with the old city. Tacita Dean @ Tate Modern Man I wish I had made it to see Fiona Banner at Tate Britain though. Brick Lane Graffiti
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I had four of the best years of my life in Glasgow. Which is why I left and never went back! I feel immense affection for this city that I called home during my university years. It was (at the time) a long way away from home, pretty close to being a foreign city (depending…
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Sadly, last month we received that Granny, Catherine John, had passed away. A central figure in our family, her influence permeates through her children, her grand children and now their own families. Her creativity, humour, voracious appetite for news and love for her family, will be greatly missed. In contrast to previous trips back home,…
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Transitions Craig Whittet at the Glasgow School of Art asked me to write some words for the Product Design Engineering degree show – what an honour! The theme this year is ‘transitions’. Change is Scary In the time between your first day at art school, global finances have collapsed, century-old car companies and even entire…
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London Pride beer with a bowl of Hong Kong noodles (with one of the chopsticks the wrong way round). 🙂
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Yes, it’s that time of the year that you get the obligatory ‘going mountain biking then head to the pub’ post. But we know you love it, Michael! Dad and I headed over to Thetford Forest, which is usually a quick blast and great for blowing out the cobwebs after eating and drinking too much…
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The Fens, while almost utterly flat, carry a certain beauty that gets under your skin. It’s something in the expanses stretching to infinity that at once create calm and mild despair. There is surely no better time to feel this than when the landscape is covered under a layer of snow, robbing it of any…
