Travel, creative writing, and politics may not be everybody’s cup of tea or hip-flask of whisky. However, when swirled together in the confused and slightly odd mind of a gangly Scottish youth, the results are usually fairly entertaining.
So whether scrambles through the wild, obsessively edited methaphors, or ill-thought-out analyses of European politics are your thing, hopefully this blog will make you feel at home. On we go.
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“Like all profound mysteries, [the river] is so simple that it frightens me. It wells from the rock, and flows away. For unnumbered years it has welled from the rock, and flowed away. It does nothing, absolutely nothing, but be itself.”
Nan Shepherd, The Living Mountain (1977)
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