Cycling from Glasgow to Edinburgh with nephews Douglas, Andreas and Ruari.
The route to Glasgow Green goes through the east end, ‘festooned’ you might say, with ‘Yes’ signs. The ‘No’ campaign reaping the rewards of running with threats, rather than any attempt at ‘Better Together’.
There are enough cake stops on this route that you could actually put on weight over the distance: this one at Linlithgow Palace.
In London admiring pavilions in public spaces, the modern bandstand? This one by Stanton Williams at Kings Cross.
Dace and Leesha, Aussies touring Europe with interesting views on independence, the strength of beer and running a business.
Sorry about the portraits!
Sitting outside St Paul’s with HTA Sketchclub looking at two designs the Londoners love.
People tell me two things about St Paul’s: ‘it’s not really a dome’ and ‘imagine how amazing it was to see this 400 years ago’. It might be less awe inspiring to our eyes, but bathed in westerly sunlight on a spring evening it’s certainly arresting.
That’s my Brompton, a three speed, no titanium. I love Brompton: British manufacturing based on the continuous refinement of an inspired design. London congestion on a tube strike day is a reminder that we’d make much better places if we designed them around the bike: less pollution, better health, quicker travel, less expense, more space to do interesting things with rather than just park cars.
We’re working on it.