August, 2007

Aug 07


Hack outside Gleneagles

So I’m writing this in some rare glorious sunshine in the gardens of the Gleneagles hotel while Sarah is inside getting a Swedish massage. Her birthday treat has gone down rather well. But, of course, how could it not? The whole experience has been as luxurious as you’d expect.

Between playing petanque and croquet, swimming, lounging around in the hot tubs, eating, walking around the grounds and enjoying the lovely room, it has been an awesome couple of days. The breakfast menu said the buffet was an experience in its self and it was right – we spent and hour and a half gorging ourselves. It lived up to the standard set by the lamb and wild salmon we ate last night. The whole thing is a far cry from the climbing trips I’m used to – eating bread and cheese and sleeping under the trolleys outside Morrison’s in Fort William – and I’ve enjoyed it just as much!

Sarah hanging out at Gleneagles

Everything is excellent here (except the enormous price of a round of drinks) – from the bedroom to the flower beds to the staff going a hundred times out of their way to be nice to you and help you out. It’s nice to see how the other half live and it’s a great treat (although I wouldn’t want to pay full whack!).

I’m off to play hacky sack now to a great backdrop. Then we’re going for a drive about to eat pastries and perhaps look at the Fortingall Yew. Magic.

Aug 07


Madness – our managed offices have just removed the toaster from the kitchen because it was deemed to be a fire hazard. Yes, just a normal toaster. The insanity has reached a new level. Euan said it nicely: “A toaster in a kitchen, I’ve never heard of such a thing!”.

As you might have guessed, I’ve just tried to toast something.