Death by Armchair October 1, 2012johndburns “Those things,” said my mate Dave, pointing at a rather nice armchair covered in a blue flowery material, “kill people.” I’ve always been [...]
The Mystery of the Black Mount August 25, 2012johndburns That winter’s evening the back bar of the King’s House was packed to the roof with a menagerie of outdoor folk. Keeping [...]
Hill Walking – Why bother August 21, 2012johndburns I made it on to the first summit of the ridge just south of Cluanie Inn and looked along the range of hills [...]
Call me arrogant and cynical August 19, 2012johndburns There are angels out there, or at least some people will tell you there are. I saw a short public access programme last [...]
Kill the computer August 18, 2012johndburns I can’t take it anymore. This is my last blog. I will never write another. After this blog I am going to take [...]
Me and Mr Jones August 17, 2012johndburns There is grass in my baked beans – I must be camping. It doesn’t matter how carefully you cook things when you are [...]
Mind your tongue August 8, 2012johndburns The huge ginger monster glowered at me from behind the bar of the Clachaig Inn and said it again, “We’ve poison bridies.” I [...]
Close encounters August 3, 2012johndburns I’m driving along the small twisting road that runs between Portree and the Skye Bridge. It’s late at night, very dark and, of [...]
Seeing double August 1, 2012johndburns I am thrashing my way up the hill as fast as I can go. My legs protest, muscles ache and my lungs are [...]
Killer on the rope July 30, 2012johndburns “Have you got me?” I called down to John and was assured all was well. I let go of the top of [...]