United Kingdom: Part 1

Flying into Glasgow airport concluded our 90 day trip gallivanting around the globe. But fear not, our early retirement is far from over. Coming up next; Tour United Kingdom & Tour Australia.

We left Reykjavik in the dead of night, the streets icy and bare. Fortunately our bags provided a pillow of warmth between us and the frozen air. The bus loomed up the shadowy street, we had already payed the fare, the driver greeted us in Icelandic… reply we did not dare.

The frozen streets of Reykjavík at… before we should be awake.
Needless to say the wings of the plane needed a healthy coating of de-icer.
A view from the plane as the sun rose across the clouds.
Our first glimpses of Scotland! A kind farmer had written, ‘Welcome Home!’ in his field.

With the intention of visiting as many folks as we could while we were back in the UK, we hired a car from Glasgow Airport and beetled our way up North to visit Hatti’s parents.

We had a lovely time staying with Cathie & George, and it was great to see Harrison, Nicole, Mary & Walter while we were there! Cathie treated us to a roast dinner, as per Hatti’s request, it was exceptional! One of the many highlights of the meal was the roast potatoes cooked with a chilli honey and mustard glaze!

Ace to catch up with Nikki too!

A trip back to Hatti’s folks isn’t complete without the company of their lovable dogs, Glen and Fiddich. With guest appearances from Archie, her grandparent’s lively mutt.

Archie!
Glen! (Photograph courtesy of Hatti’s bro, Harrison)
Fiddich! (Photograph courtesy of Hatti’s bro, Harrison)

Yes… they are named after the popular Whisky Glenfiddich!

Next on the list was a meet-up with our Aberdeen contingent. We were lucky enough to see; Jenna, Niall, Christine, Stef, Gemma, Mark, Fiona, Eddie, Nicole, Harrison, Mikey, Alex & Tanya! We had an excellent evening in Brewdog catching up with the ‘wild bunch’.

We stayed in the night in the Copthorne Hotel in Aberdeen, it was a novelty staying in a hotel in Aberdeen having lived there for 8 years! The Copthorne did the trick, proving to be a pleasant place to stay for the night!

We departed around midday the following day, after picking up a few essentials (mainly socks), and headed a couple hours down the road toward the central belt to meet up with my Grandfather and keen blog enthusiast, Jim.

Hatti, Jim & I had a lovely afternoon catching up, before heading to a local hotel for a fantastic meal. Hatti and I opted for the wild mushroom ravioli, seen below. Many a desert was devoured, as is customary when visiting the patriarch of the Nicol household!

The wild mushroom ravioli in all of its splendour.
Grandpa and I after our excellent visit to Perthshire.
Passing through Comrie on route to Edinburgh.
The Landside Road between Comrie and Braco.
Glenlichorn in all its eerie Scottish beauty.

On arrival in Edinburgh we had a few packages to open, tools for the road ahead, that my Dad had kindly let me get delivered to his.

Box no.1, a small box in size… what could be in it?
Tens’ “Classic” sunglasses in red! The last pair had an unfortunate accident that had rendered them incapacitated.
Tens have a glorious red tinted lens that makes life look great come rain or shine.

Hatti and I are both proud owners of Tens (sunglasses), a Scottish company based in Glasgow. Their website is here if you would like to have a look at their range!

On to box no.2, larger than box no.1 but not heavier…
A santoku kitchen knife from Victorinox, the perfect tool for preparing many a meal on the open road!

We figured that yellow would be apt for the trip to Australia, not dissimilar to pantone 116C used in the national colours of Australia circa 1984.

We took a stroll into town with my Dad for a quick bite to eat.
Dean Village is a nice introduction to the city centre. Peaceful, full of character & cobbled.
Ainslie Place, an oval of terraced houses in the West End.
As we walked along Queen Street we caught glimpses of the Christmas preparations.
Hendersons was the destination, a vegan restaurant nestled in the heart of the New Town.
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More Christmas preparation. Our Christmas was to be slightly different…
After the nice walk, and lovely lunch, we took a quick pause before returning to town for the evening’s schedule of events.

Unfortunately another evening we didn’t capture, we do have friends… honest. Fantastic to see Jenny, Jamie, Sam, Mikey (again), Rachel & Ru! We took a short walk down Broughton Street to The Basement, an excellent Mexican restaurant… for a few burritos & a beer or two.

Next up, Leeds, hosted by our friend Tom Joy the talented photographer!

Aerial view of a farm on route to Leeds.
It was (almost) dark when we arrived, here is a view across the canal next to TJ’s flat.
Tom treated us to a Northern Monk beer fresh of the shelves called Mango Lassi Heathen.
The illustration, by Drew Milliard, was as impressive as the beer.

After the mango beer we hopped down the road to Bundobust, a restaurant highly recommended by Tom which served Indian Street food and craft beer. It did not disappoint… it was beyond excellent, 8/8.

After the meal – which, again, was incredible – Tom took us on an evening tour of Leeds, which culminated in a quick stop at Northern Monk Brewery to see their impressive facility.

We woke early the next day as to avoid hitting the road too late, and at the same time, ensuring we could squeeze a quick brunch into the agenda. Tom took us to one of his favourite brunch venues, Laynes Espresso.

H. sampled the sliced avo on toast, with a poached egg for good measure.
I had a variation on eggs Benedict, with sautéed mushrooms & tomatoes.
The view!

With time running out, we raced up a nearby NCP carpark to get a spectacular view across Leeds.

Returning to TJP HQ.
Tom kindly helped us with our bags. The container, fortunately, did not contain our possessions.
The canal in the day! A pleasant walk back to the car…
…only to be greeted by a sorely disputed parking charge!

Not even a unreasonable parking charge could sour our trip to the North (of England)!

Thanks again to everyone who welcomed us in on our tour around Scotland and Leeds. We thourourly enjoyed ourselves, it was a pleasure to see you all, and we look forward to reuniting again soon!

H. will now continue the journey further South in U.K. part 2!

See you all soon,

James

5 Responses to “United Kingdom: Part 1”

  1. Yes we did get some lovely weather! Even enough for a lovely winter bike ride and picnic 😉
    We weren’t sure what it was on George Street, seemed to have a stage of some sort inside it so may be something to do the Christmas festival and market? Or just a sparkly cage for King George IV? haha
    Hatti x

  2. They’re good names though! And it often takes people a second to get it which is good, and definitely more unusual than Bubble and Squeak! Although I could really go for some bubble and squeak now…mmm..
    We’d love to take you round Edinburgh! James would be an excellent tour guide I would bring 100% enthusiasm haha!
    Hatti x

  3. Funny really that we named the dogs like the whisky. As we don’t even like whisky 😂😂haha. It was a little different than bubble and squeak! 😂.
    I would love a tour around Edinburgh with both of you some day. ❤️

  4. A super blog! Silly me hadn’t made the connection before re Glenfiddich!!! Have now! (ps obviously not a whisky drinker!!!) Three adorably cute pooches:) That’s a great photo of Grandpa Jim and James in Comrie and so lucky with the autumn weather too! All super photos plus amazingly clear aerial view enroute to Leeds! That must’ve been a very high tree James?! One query – is that a giant bauball in George Street? Glad Dad took you to the best vegan restaurant in Edinburgh – a perfect choice indeed:) Looking forward to more blogs and photos from Oz!

  5. It was fantastic to see you both too X the photos of the three dogs are absolutely gorgeous X

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