This has been sitting on my mind for a while, and as uncomfortable as it is for me to write about it, I feel like I need to get it out. I have been going over the same thoughts again and again, trying to understand why I feel the way I do. The truth is, I haven’t come to any conclusion. I’m not accusing anyone of anything, and I’m not trying to create a problem where there isn’t one. I genuinely want to look at this with an open mind, which is why I’m bringing it here. Sometimes you can ask a question directly, but sometimes even asking the question can make it seem as though you have already made up your mind or are taking offence. So instead, I want to tell you exactly what happened and let you tell me whether I’m seeing something that isn’t there or whether you understand why I feel a little uncomfortable about the whole situation. It started with a property I was trying to fence back home. When you are not physically present for a project, you have no choice but to trust people. Yo...
What would you do if someone stole a huge amount of money from you, you knew exactly who did it, and the police couldn’t help you? Would you walk away and accept that the money is gone, or would you find a way to get it back yourself? What if getting your money back meant becoming just as clever, patient and calculated as the person who stole it? At what point does getting justice become revenge? These are the questions that came to mind while reading Jeffrey Archer’s Not a Penny More, Not a Penny Less . The story begins with Harvey Metcalfe, a wealthy and extremely experienced con man who knows exactly how to make people trust him. He manages to convince four very different men that they are making a brilliant investment in an oil company. They put their money in, believing they have made a smart financial decision, only to discover that the whole thing was a carefully planned scam. The four men are left with nothing, but what makes this story interesting is that they don't simply...
Our little big adventure really did not want to end at Tannoch Loch. After leaving Tannoch Loch, we got back in the car and started heading home, but then we saw Drumclog Moor Car Park and something in me said, wait, why are people parking here? What is actually around here? So we drove past, then reversed and decided to have a look. I am glad we did because this little decision took us somewhere we had completely missed earlier in the day. There was a map, so this time we actually stood there and looked at it properly, and that was when I realised there was something else around Mugdock Country Park that we had not seen: Mugdock Reservoir. Remember how I told you we had gone looking for Mugdock Castle earlier and somehow ended up at Craigend Castle instead? Well, apparently we had been walking around Mugdock without fully understanding just how much was around us. This time, with the map in front of us, we could see the reservoir and decided to walk towards it. When...