My navel-gazing at what I'm going to do next has of course produced some interesting commentary, which is really making me laugh.
Why do we humans have a tendency to look at things as black and white, as absolutes, when they are almost always shades of grey?
I definitely do this. I wanted to share Greig's thoughts on location which are still making me laugh now. He is of course correct.
All I can say is it's not necessarily london = decadence, the mother country = healthy living, and certainly not much sign of healthy living during my sweep of the 'hotties' galumping around Glasgow Central yesterday... HANNAH GRANT YOU'D BE APPALLED!!! Or are you going to tell me you've become less judgemental during Utah time?
Of course I haven't.
I've met this great guy from Bridge of Don here, he's spent time in Peterhead and Fraserburgh, he grew up in the north-east too. And of course it's not all rolling hills and fishing communities and ceilidhs. Oh no. The north-east of Scotland has one of the biggest heroin problems in Europe. Lee knows a couple of people who've died from shooting up. That's the reality. Poverty, boredom, few aspirations in life..... a life on the rigs or on the boats followed by blowing it all on a cheap escape when they're back on shore.
Maybe Brighton is indeed a better option for a bleeding heart liberal like me. (That's the Republican view of my politics!)