Fiona and Paulina sleeping on the way to the HTA Design London party
Recovering the next day on the long trip home.
Earlier in the month I’d gone to Islay with the guys I began studying architecture with 30 years ago who are still architects.
We got thrown out of the pub and the police were called.
This sort of thing didn’t happen 30 years ago. That’s middle age for you.
By the time we flew home we knew just about everyone.
Recovering in London, trying to understand the detail of our new office. You don’t learn that much in 30 years.
It’s the time of year for shows: Fraser in his school Scots Night.
Brother in law and nephew excelling in panto.
A Christmas lunch or two, though this is the only one that made me cry. It raised money for charities So Precious and CHAS. Click on the links for more information on these excellent organisations.
It’s time for some time at home…
…chatting to friends…
…recovering…
Public Service Broadcasting at the Barrowlands.
Listening to comments from a design review on some of our work.
At the Davidson’s Mains war memorial.
My drawing of an afternoon in Stratford
is in a charity auction here
The charity is Article 25, an architectural charity delivering projects in developing countries around the world. There are another 99 art works for sale if you click here. One of the sketches for the drawing:
It features some of the local life of Stratford and an attractive tower called Stratosphere, design by architects StockWool for developer Telford Homes.
The rest of the month was talking about PRS and modular design, this time in Edinburgh. Katie’s talk on custom build seemed a bit more relevant.
Spending Saturday mornings on the touchline.
Helping the local Scouts to sketch.
and not plucking up the courage to chat to a familiar looking Geoffrey Palmer.
and meeting my new niece.
220 staff, partners and kids from HTA Design went to Amsterdam for the weekend.
We toured the beautiful city by boat and bike.
We all stayed at the friendly and stylish Hyatt Regency.The focal point was Saturday night dinner for everyone in BAUT.
I spent the weekend before with some of the same people at Rosie and Martin’s wedding.
The amusing speeches started at the ceremony, and continued.
There were as surprising number of jokes at the PRS Forum, though they were all delivered in six minutes by Iain Murray.
After that it was a serious discussion about the effort local authorities are making to get this form of housing moving. Mike Galloway pointed out Dundee had granted planning approval for two sites, and both in less than three months.
I’d been there for one of them, Studio Dundee. We are looking forward to getting it on to site.
Edinburgh Festival month.
Fireworks
Sketch Club in London
and my mum taking Jessie Bowden’s funeral. Jessie was 101.
Collecting the Business Breakthrough of the Year award at the AJ 100 dinner.
Listening to provoking debate organised by the Architectural Workers in Cressingham Gardens, designed by Edward Hollamby.
On holiday. Meeting the uniquely engaging Monsieur Girod.
Standing where Cezanne stood, in Aix.
Sitting where the Romans (or at least their subjects) sat, in Orange.
Brewing our own beer, HTAle, at Stewart Brewing.
Recovering after the Hairy Haggis relay, with HTA.
Looking at art: Michael Sailstorfer at Jupiter Art Land.
Learning about the third Forth bridge, with the Beavers.
Taking the time to sketch Derby’s old Co-op.
Tom and Laura’s wedding (a bit I’d missed from before).
And using sketching as an excuse to avoid doing all the jobs in the garden.
People I’ve spent time listening to in the last month or so:
Joelle Mae David and others in Barking & Dagenham.
In Kulhuse, near Copenhagen, for a summerhouse party in Allan & Elgi’s garden.
Fraser’s on the swing, that’s the sail from Allan’s old boat keeping the sun off some times, the rain off other times. Great Day meeting the Danes.
It’s a relaxed place to be: many thanks to our hosts.
The kids sleeping in the car on the way there.
We spent most of the week in Allan & Elgi’s Copenhagen flat. This is Fraser and I out on the balcony talking about sharks. The most cycle friendly city.
Day trip to Malmo to see Henrik and Jaana. It’s always interesting to catch up with people when we are on holiday and they aren’t. I like see what normal life is like in different places, as opposed to tourist life.
Isla’s detailed sketch of Innes on the flight home.
Just before we left: sitting outside a bar in Kings Cross watching people watching England lose to Iceland.
Not long after we got back: looking at Bankside’s latest landmark with HTA Sketch Club.
In reverse:
The last event of the break, my dad’s 88th birthday.
New years day, a brass band in the livingroom.
Angus visited from France.
Catching up with old school pals in Dunfermline. The same as we were, a little more tired but a little better at communication.
Innes hid behind the sofa for the Queen’s speech.
Fun box was fun.
The only person on a plane to London City the week before Christmas.
Actually these are the things I did in between riding the bike and painting portraits, in preparation for cycling from London to Cannes in March. I’ll show you the portraits next time.
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