A Fat Purple Fig

Month: May, 2019

The Never-Ending Story


Last stop: Edinburgh. My taxi driver was Scots-entertaining.

What would you see if you were only here for 24 hours?‘ I asked.
Ah’d get pissed!‘ he replied, ‘Ah’d come home covered in sick, with a donor kebab in my hand.

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Take Me Home, Country Roads


Because of my decision to pop back down and see Uncle Jimmy on my way to Edinburgh (note: not on the way), Dundee became little more than a stopover. It seems really unfair to relegate a city to stopover status…to arrive late and tired, and leave as soon as you open your eyes. So, I at least went for a late night walk, both to honour Dundee, and because there was no chance I was missing seeing Kengo Kuma’s V&A Museum.

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Living on the Edges


The day started later than I would have liked. So late, in fact, that when I told Jane my plans over another foodie’s breakfast, she looked momentarily surprised, then said, ‘you’d better be on your way!’. Hangovers are not pleasant travel companions.

(I regret nothing.)

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