“The traveler sees what he sees. The tourist sees what he has come to see.” - G.K. Chesterton
I spent a lovely afternoon in Edinburgh catching up with a friend, wandering around the Christmas market, and picking up a few presents! I took plenty photos (which I still need to upload) but for now here’s a lovely view of the Royal Mile from Camera Obscura!
Just been going through the photos from our Scottish wedding last month, so many great memories from such a special day. This one is a definite favourite, from just after my first look at my amazing wife.
Thanks @lisadevinephotography for the fab images - we really love them😍
And thanks also to all our amazing suppliers who made the day so perfect and so easy for us to enjoy - @bespoke_catering for the delicious food and service, @ernestmusic for keeping everyone dancing all night, @harajukukitchen (those dumplings!), @thecremacaravan (the best creme brûlée ever) and @deburghwine for all the drinks. And last but not least @mckenzie_powell for the incredible flowers and designs. Would highly recommend every one of them for any event (and this not an ad, we were just so happy with all of them!)😊😊
Hands up if you like mulled wine and/or mince pies 🙋 It's even better when it's FREE! Just in time for the holidays, Simpson & Marwick are hosting their Christmas open house on 21 Dec starting at 3pm.
For more info check out the listing on our website: https://www.stockbridgelocal.co.uk/events/smchristmas
Thanks to everyone who's helped raise money, treats, toys and blankets for the Edinburgh Dog and Cat home!
Y'all are awesome as fuck!
There's still time to donate this week, the guys will be collecting everything this Friday :) Love love love ❤❤❤❤
Half-English, half-Cypriot British man possessing a medium height, slim build and seriously wind-buffeted hair. He's eating a waffle served to him by a pleasant German girl, while remonstrating - politely - with an irate Italian gent who has taken umbrage as said Brit (and his tasty German food) accidentally photobombed his snap of Prince's Street, Edinburgh. We argued but no-one died. Free country
(After I apologised I do believe I told him "we expect visitors to be polite")
I'm clearly rather British (technically 100%, my mum having been born in Cyprus when it was a British colony). But whatever way you swing it, I am the son of a migrant. So today (international migrants day) means something me
My grandparents moved to Britain in the 1950s and they worked hard. They came and became part of Britain. Just like many other families. Part of a country that is now a rich tapestry of many clans, societies and traditions
To create a beacon of the 'free world', but then turn away the honest, decent, industrious people who flock to its light seems ludicrous, even cruel. Discrimination based purely on place of birth? I just can't see how that is any different than basing it on skin colour, or disability or a multitude of other characteristics which lie beyond a person's control. Plain wrong
Until we stop obsessing over differences and start obsessing over the things that make us the same, I'm afraid our wee planet will remain stuck. I'm not trying to preach and hell it might be ultra tough to get it right, but seeing the bodies of children washed up on European beaches means the 'easy' way has me hurting in my soul, so please give me hard if that's what it takes...
A surprise last sunset that snuck up on me unawares. I'm really bloody going to miss sitting out on a beach/riverside/outside a bar/on a mountain top and watching this everyday day, usually with a beer in hand. It won't be quite the same back home with a million layers on but the number of beautiful sunset pictures people posted from Edinburgh yesterday has lightened my heavy heart.