52and40/37 White Noise

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I love the odd day in Glasgow.  As familiarity grows, I’m beginning to link the city up with maps, memories, family folklore and reference points in the past, present and future.  I like the break from Edinburgh’s tourism too, when I’m off west.  Interactions with people and the pavement feel markedly more real and more easily connected in a context where showmanship’s less prevalent.  I trust myself and my reading of stories I’m collecting better without a backdrop of pressure on a place.  I’ve always been easily influenced; mood is infectious, too.

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More here on what the crack is with #52and40.  

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52and39/14 Where The Land Meets The Sea

Portobello reminds me of going to Saltcoats with my Grandparents when I was wee.  It was an epic, stressful passage from East Kilbride.

Then…..  Sea.  Sand.  Chips.  Sun.  And the shows.

By all accounts Portobello’s changed a lot over the years.  Until the 70’s there was a heated outdoor pool.  Less appealing is the thought that just over a century ago there was a human zoo here, featuring 70 Somalians, shipped in for paying visitors’ amusement.

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I love noseying at life and homes, grabbing a take away coffee and beach wandering.