Our migrant birds are returning, and with them, came the first guests of the season. After months of relative quiet, it felt strange to watch Clansman disgorge a line of glinting vehicles and smiling faces. Surf boards and bicycles wobbled
Blow-Ins
The Wheel Turns
I opened the door, stepped out into the morning sunshine, and heard it. A satisfying “snick” – the sound of a cog tooth settling into a new groove. Everything was in a new groove. Overnight, the wheel had turned and
The Moment
Boarding MV Clansman called those unsettling half-dreams to mind; the ones where everything seems the same, but is also somehow different. CalMac’s trademark décor was bathed in the familiar whiff of burned toast. But my instinctive route to the bar