Writer's retreat

I’m writing a book about radio at the moment. In fact, it’s fair to say that’s almost all I’m doing right now. The deadline is the end of this year, and I am nowhere close to finishing.

So I took advantage of a long-standing invitation to go and visit Clutch and family up in the Northeast of Scotland and used it as a bit of a writing retreat. Miles from anywhere, very few distractions and lovely, inspiring scenery.

I also had the pleasure of bumping into a former student of mine, George – who was studying at the university when I first got to the UK and had moved back to the area. He was working behind the bar at the pub in town. Lovely guy. We got on really well at the time, and it was nice to catch up, have a coffee and see what’s going on in each other’s lives too. Neither of us are Facebookers…

But for the most part, I went for walks, ate meals with the family, had the occasional evening whisky… and sat and typed. It was really lovely.

I took quite a few photos