Arrived back late last evening by expensive airport taxi. Pretty impressed with flights considering how cheap they were. A strange few days. Forgot how much I missed Glasgow when I leave. Painful foot makes two out of three days a little annoying, but still managed to wander quite a bit and drink too much. Arrived early on Tuesday and was in my favourite coffee spot by 9:15. Revisited old haunts eastwards, before heading back to Charing Cross to check in. Later, off to the 13th Note for music and beer. Wednesday saw an early start heading west. Lots more wandering, coffee and musing. Bus journey back interrupted by anti-war protest and angry FirstGroup employees! Disappointing curry at the oddly named "New Colonial India". More beer. Thursday was odd. Some wandering beyond my usual range. A bit confused and bothered by weird feelings about the place. Watched sunset and office workers in George Square before heading for Paisley and the airport. Lots of pointless photographs here.
Got up early and completed essay. Not entirely convinced it's my best work, but its done on time and before my trip - so I'm pleased. Bumped into work people in town and gossiped a little. Some difficult news from a friend later. Visited, managed to get myself pretty mad about the situation, not convinced I was much use. Later, off to the Playhouse to see Charlotte Gray - interesting film, wonderfully shot - has the strange side-effect of making me want to live in France - which was probably not the intention. Pleasant chat afterwards. Early start looms.
Finally completed reading and started work on essay. Realised how flabby the old academic muscles have become over the last lazy year. Rattle off an introduction and some brief sketches of how I'd like to procede. Lost confidence and concentration about the same time. Attempted to find diversion which would keep me loosely on the trail - ended up reading almost the entirety of H G Wells "Love and Mr Lewisham" Sleepy. Much essay guilt.
Lost::MikeGTN
I've had a home on the web for more years than I care to remember, and a few kind souls persuade me it's worth persisting with keeping it updated. This current incarnation of the site is centred around the blog posts which began back in 1999 as 'the daylog' and continued through my travels and tribulations during the following years.
I don't get out and about nearly as much these days, but I do try to record significant events and trips for posterity. You may also have arrived here by following the trail to my former music blog Songs Heard On Fast Trains. That content is preserved here too.
