Is this a post about my weekend in Glasgow in July or is it a post about traveller’s guilt? I don’t know. I went to Glasgow in July and although I did do some things, mostly I sat in my lovely flat, reading books and eating toast and lying in the bath. I don’t feel … More Me-time in Glasgow

Last month I went to Glasgow for the weekend. Poor impulse control following a week in which I was tired and my foot hurt and I went chasing a friendly face. I went looking for somewhere to stay and as per usual, despite my loathing for them, I went for booking.com and found an apartment … More My Glasgow apartment