Greetings from Kirkwall airport, where I am waiting for my flight south to Aberdeen.
It’s been a blustery 24 hours here (not that I’ve been outside for most of it), but the freshness – and gusto – of the air has been very refreshing.
Thinking earlier, I realised that by the time I get home late on Friday night, I’ll have had five consecutive nights in different beds – London, Inverness, Kirkwall, Aberdeen, Glasgow. My record is still six nights. Though I’d like to think I could beat it, I hope it’s not soon.
Tomorrow I head off early to St Andrews, and then end up in Glasgow, where I have a dentist’s appointment on Friday morning before hot-footing it through to Edinburgh for a day’s work before catching the last train back.
One night at home then off to Aberdeenshire for the weekend.
I don’t normally do New Year’s Resolutions, but I think one will be to spend more weekends at home.