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Hi all, Happy Monday. Today started at a snail's pace like most Mondays, but I've spend many inspiring hours trapped in my own head. Make sure to go back and read my two previous posts, which were uploaded last night and this afternoon. One called Scottish Rubbish, and one called Weekend Review. Read them.

I got a message from one Chris Speed last night before I tucked myself in for the night. Chris, from Nashville, was in the Detroit airport last night en-route to Scotland, and had just heard his Glasgow CouchSurfing host had bailed on him, choosing to head out of town instead of hosting. Chris had contacted me weeks ago asking for a couch, but I had to say no at the time as I had people booked in.

Scottish Rubbish

Special Report By DANIEL BACH
The Sunday Herald

THERE’S something wrong with the Scottish attitude to litter - that’s the consensus of everyone charged with keeping our towns, cities and villages clean.

From council chiefs and binmen to environmental lobby groups and waste mangement teams the facts speak for themselves: many of us think nothing of chucking chip-wrappers and newspapers in the street, dumping our cigarette butts in the gutter or spitting chewing gum all over the pavement.

What should be a social disgrace and an embarrassing eye-sore has simply become part and parcel of the Scottish way of life. So it’s little wonder that those environmental campaigners and city leaders are now saying that the only way to stop litter louts is to treat them the same as drunk-drivers and speeding motorists.

Weekend Review

Photos: D.C.

Hi, After a solid week of CouchSurfers, four over seven nights, I finally re-claimed my couch last night. As much as I've loved my visitors, it was nice to have a quiet and relaxed night. I've had a pretty whirlwind week, which saw me put in a few overtime hours at work - newspapers love reporters who they don't have to pay, and keep them busy, trust me - and am enjoying a weekend of the simple things in life.

A lengthy run, a walk in the park, a few photos and quiet dinners, sleeping in, a few tunes, and a couple pints with family and friends. It's those simple things that matter most folks. I stopped into a cafe close to my flat last night on my home from taking pictures to enjoy a beer and pen a few thoughts in my journal.

Tuesday thoughts.

Photo: G.O.

Hello all. Hope everyone is well, I really do. I found a few things this morning while sifting through the mountain of news and features.

Here.ya.go:

A - Want to know what Tiger will be wearing in Scotland on Sunday? Top comment on the golf blog goes to to one 'Bagger Vance' (brilliant film) from Kalamazoo, MI.. "Even with all of this attention paid to clothes, golfers of today don't measure up, fashion wise, to the pros of the '40s and '50s, who sported a classic, elegant look."

I couldn't agree more. I think athletes these days still lack a little class when it comes to attire on and off the field of play. Watching Wimbledon a few weeks back, where the clothes are meant to be white and neatly tailored, I was again appalled at all the baggy shorts, scruffy beards and backwards caps.