BURNS’ FAVOURITE HOWFF

One final tick in Dumfries & Galloway, and in the county town, on a gorgeous Summer day. Dumfries looked splendid, if quiet, as I scrambled around looking for the Globe (High Street), distracted by the street art with its metaphorical depiction of the stormy waters in which GBG completists sail their ticking ships. Or something.… Continue reading BURNS’ FAVOURITE HOWFF

SLOW SERVICE FROM DOLLY THE PUB CAT IN SANDHEAD

Ayrshire in the bag, I then headed down the coast, somehow avoiding the charms (honest) of Girvan, to pitch up down the road from Stranraer. Posts on minor Scottish football teams are always popular, so it was a shame Stranraer chose not to have a game that Friday morning when I arrived, and Sandhead’s appeal… Continue reading SLOW SERVICE FROM DOLLY THE PUB CAT IN SANDHEAD

“I can’t understand why Stranraer lie so lowly”

And finally, we arrive at the highlight of my short Southern Scottish saunter. NO-ONE had given me a good word about Stranraer, so you’ll know how Maidenhead feels now after Mrs RM and I dissed it. But, like Peterlee and Peterhead and Peterborough (there’s a theme here) that negativity only made me want to visit… Continue reading “I can’t understand why Stranraer lie so lowly”

DRUMMORE – LIVING LA JOE DOLCE VITA

3rd March 2020 More brave exploration, a first-ever trip to the Rhins of Galloway, the bit in the South-West of Scotland that looks a bit like Italy. Just as I was drafting this postI noticed this tweet from the Great Tand, whose family come from Drummore. @NHS_Martin More spelling. pic.twitter.com/qsHY4rmg70 — Tandleman (@tandleman) March 8,… Continue reading DRUMMORE – LIVING LA JOE DOLCE VITA