Chemotherapy, messenger awesomeness and the night

As I described in a previous post, the regular pain killing and cancer suppressing medication turns the night into a serious challenge. Nobody will be terribly surprised to learn that with the addition of chemotherapy medication, nighttimes have become extraordinarily difficult. Continue reading “Chemotherapy, messenger awesomeness and the night”

It’s (not) shite being Scottish

This post was written when the design of the blog was different. The subheading was not as it is now: Mindfulness, Munro bagging and Cancer, but the rant that follows the exclamation that it’s shite being Scottish – see below.

It has come to my attention that not everybody knows that the title of this blog is taken from the first novel written by one of Scotland’s greatest living writers and intellectuals. Continue reading “It’s (not) shite being Scottish”

In the paper!

After posting a bunch of silly summit selfies on the Facebook, I got a call from a nice man called Craig Smith at the Courier in Dundee who wanted to do a piece on my adventures.

If you click here you can read it. It is a very nice article. I am proud to have inspired so many people. It inspires me too to continue with my plan to get to the summits of as many Munros as possible before the disease makes it impossible.