I’m no high-flier. I don’t know my cirrus from my stratus and I’ve never clambered further than that sticky bottom rung of the career ladder. But recently I left my limitations on the ground with glee – and more than a little style. Flying with The Blades aerobatic display team is an experience that will stay with this wannabe Earhart for … Read More
Test tubes, baby!
Picture Glasgow. What do you see? Beautiful grey skies leaking drizzle onto tenement roofs? Streets ringing with the echoes of gang violence and football bigotry? Shops advertising Irn Bru as one of your five a day (well, it is orange)? Or, more realistically, a city that oozes culture and creativity, and has worked tirelessly to shake off its hard-man image … Read More
Nothing’s gonna bring me down
Gravity. For as long as I can remember I’ve been its victim. From that day in my childhood when it guided boiling water from a cup down my chest to my more recent sporting escapades foiled by the cruel hand of Newton’s baby. And all the embarrassing tumbles in between. We’ve battled on land; we’ve battled in skies. We’ve even … Read More
All about that bass
I blink. A lot. Blinking is inoffensive, attractive even, when done properly. But when you’re blinking so much that your face concertinas and a nearby flock of pigeons takes off in sympathy, it’s probably not being done exactly as intended. I’ve suffered this nervous twitch since childhood and, over the years, have tried a variety of medically sound and alternatively … Read More