The sounds of the Garrel

Vairy early on a spring morning, the year afore last – I went luikin in the Kilsyth foothills for a God. In the Garrel Glen, a journey into experience began. … Continue reading The sounds of the Garrel

“A place with no quotation marks”

In childhood I was considered by my teachers as a “backward reader” and a child without promise. In adulthood I became a voracious reader interested in just about any narrative. … Continue reading “A place with no quotation marks”

Graffiti

This is an account of the grafitti of John Gordon, the last of the ‘Third Family’ of Cluny and  the “richest commoner in Scotland”. Through John Gordon’s graffiti it is … Continue reading Graffiti