I’m glad this week is nearly over. I’ve achieved heehaw really.
I have learned to monitor my movement and posture, and being careful and strict has seen my back twinge go from being eyewatering with every movement eight days ago, to a mere light stiffness when leaving the mattress this morning. That’s not really a victory though as it was my own stupidity that brought it all about.
Thinking time is what I’ve had, but I didn’t really use that either. I have read some books, but a Commando compendium is hardly increasing my quality of knowledge, so that’s another fail. The sheer offensiveness of some of the “national stereotypes” attached to the characters is noteworthy though, some sort of social comment or history on display maybe.
I cleaned the bike, but I didn’t ride it. I sorted my camping box, but didn’t take anything out and use it. I’ve unwrapped test kit, but I haven’t tested it.
And hey, I’ve got a blog and I haven’t blogged. That’s good though, it should be a diary of stuff I’ve done and not a reason to do stuff.
I did get Holly to myself yesterday, and we had a fine time. You know Starbucks is great for weans, you get a Babyccino for free with dad’s latte, whereas some cafes won’t even lift their gaze from their shoes to try and cater for you and wee yin. There’s always notable exceptions, like the O’brien’s on Bothwell Street, which is brilliant, and most Costa’s are good too, but Starbucks seem to have it sorted for families.
We were in a model shop where Holly got some animals for her farm, and she took some persuading that the knight in armour on the horse didn’t really fit into her usual rural scene. Mind you, neither does the monkey that lives on the roof of the barn, or the elephant family that went home with, so what the hell does dad know?
In the car is funny just now, she’s picked up on my current fad of Rammstein and ask for Amerika as soon as we get on the road. So what we have is her wee hied bobbing away in my rear view mirror shouting “Am-e-ee-ah, wun-ah-bahh, On daddy, on!” Brilliant.
I haven’ t talked about my Trail stuff, and there’s been a few bits in there.
A few months ago there was my first ever proper article. It took me ages to read it because I knew there would be more edits since my l;ast revision and I didn’t want to know, and in fact I couldn’t be arsed as I was sick of looking at the text. But, it came out okay I think. When I read it I still see me in it, although the style is a bit bland I think, there’s some of my usual banter in there. It’s funny, I had to go back and shoehorn all the lightweight stuff into it as is was very thin on such references in the first draught.
One disappointment was the cut of some text that I kinda knew wouldn’t get through, and that was near the beginning where I said something about setting off overloaded like a “badly advised DofE hopeful”. It ended up as something lame, which escapes me for the moment! I’ll dig out a first draught at some point and post it on here.
Tim Glasby’s (they spelled his second name wrong by the way) photies were brilliant, he sat and waited for the sun to be where he wanted it to be instead of running around daft like me looking for the best view. Professionals eh?
I’m proud of it though, a heating engineer getting something like eight pages in a magazine to tell a wee story about his way of going into the mountains? That’s pretty cool.
There was a bunch of other stuff, gear bits and pieces and that, but the funniest one in that issue was the subscription offer pages. It’s a lovely shot by Tim with a giant copy of Trail pasted across me standing by the lochside. Quite right too, weatherbeaten old bastard that I am.
I’ve had a few routes in the mag now, I’m not sure where we are, but I think the Lurg Mhor one is in the current or last issue, and it gives the details and info of the route I took a few months back. See, I do actually know what I’m doing out there. Well, I look it up once I’m back of course. Ben Lomond “roon the back” is out about now and them we’re onto a bunch of other stuff. I’ve got routes running through to next August and I have to be honest, I enjoy that more than doing the column. It’s being oot, and if you look at the photies, the bloke in there is wearing trail shoes. That’s what we need.
My Used & Abused reviews are ongoing too, I’ve got a huge list I’m working through and as reviews go, these are good ones. Every item has been properly thrashed by the writer.
I got a purple woolly bunnet yesterday as well. It’s really nice, but I’m kinda worried that it’ll shrink in the wash.
Ach well, you can’t have it all.