It was unbelievable to have such poor sleep after such an exhausting day but Husband and I both woke up tired. As a bonus, Husband had also come down with a heavy cold and wasn’t feeling well. We wobbled our way over to breakfast, where we got some consolation that all other walkers staying at… Continue reading Day 4: West Highland Way
Author: Michelle Kn Stone
Australian-born London-dweller. I love books, travel, my garden, my husband and sunshine but not necessarily in that order.
Day 3: West Highland Way
After a nights’ sleep and a full (fried) breakfast, we gritted our teeth, ready to trade country trail walking for the Lochside scramble. We knew this was one of the long days, 13m/22km, and tough walking at that. But the sun was shining, and we were buoyed by confidence of two good days already completed,… Continue reading Day 3: West Highland Way
Day 2: West Highland Way
Drymen to Rowardennan; 25km/ 15m Our Kip in the Kirk breakfast was continental style, and I was happy to not have a plate of fried food. We chatted with the Canadian ladies we had passed yesterday - they were staying at Kip in the Kirk as well, and were also taking an eight day route… Continue reading Day 2: West Highland Way
Day 1: West Highland Way
The journey starts at Glasgow Queen Street on a Thursday morning. I’m on a train to Milngavie. It is not pronounced how it’s written though, it’s pronounced “mull-guy”. I’m heading to the outer suburbs or Glasgow to start an eight day walking trail, the West Highland Way. People are going to work, going to school.… Continue reading Day 1: West Highland Way
One way
Hey, what’s up with you? I’ve got a cold. It’s bad enough to make me feel miserable but not serious enough to warrant a day off work. A runny nose, an irritating but only occasional dry cough, a bit of a headache and sore throat. Nothing major. The worst thing about having a cold now… Continue reading One way
Accidental
I really thought I’d seen this play in real life, back in the long ago. I was an early teenager, and perhaps at the age at last where I could be taken to the theatre to see a play and actually pay attention without needing to be bribed with sweets. Perhaps my sister saw it… Continue reading Accidental
New year, again
There are many new years in any one calendar year. Today is another one - Nawruz or Nooruz. I’ve seen it spelt various ways. It’s an old Zoroastrian festival celebrated across the Middle East and Central Asia on the occasion of the spring equinox. It celebrates the new year on the day that winter ends… Continue reading New year, again
Mr Forty Percent
“The government are going to sack 40% of airport staff,” he declared. “It’s inefficiencies like this, a waste of time.” He and I were just two of a number of people waiting on the other side of airport security for our bags to come through. Airport security is no-one’s favourite part of travel, but you… Continue reading Mr Forty Percent
Hidden
I was in conversation with one of the brightest, sharpest and more driven people in my department. "Some days," I said, "I feel like I'm only just hanging on." "I feel like that some days too," she said. "I think most people feel like that." I was surprised. If I'd been asked to pick someone… Continue reading Hidden
The Interview
Four weeks and counting until my secondment is over and I have to go back to my old team. Attempting to avoid this outcome, I’ve been applying for other jobs, and last week I had some positive news - an interview! But not a regular interview facing people across a desk, no. Not even an… Continue reading The Interview
Tales from Tobhamhor 