A Day in Brussels – No Sprouts, but a Good Friend I slept a good amount. The combination of extreme travel/Tinto-weariness, and strong Belgian beer served me well in terms of slumber. After a shower, and luggage drop at the hotel, I headed north to the Royal Gallery of Saint Hubert. This is a shopping […]
“Paul, have you been to Vienna?” “No.” “You’d love it.” So it was after a conversation in the Kirkcaldy High School staff room, I dragged my roller case, and laptop rucksack through Aberdour. My legs still tingled with the annual Wiston Lodge midge bites, acquired during Tinto Summer School 2026. My eyes were heavy, and […]