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I have itchy feet. That’s as in liking to travel, not a bad case of athletes foot. Just for clarification. Seeing new places and new things makes me happy, and is a damn sight more enjoyable than sitting at a desk all day. Even the act of getting from A-B is a stress-relieving, enjoyable pass time for me. In fact, in a lot of cases I enjoy the journey more than the destination. That is most certainly true on the journey to work in the morning.

So anyhow … I was playing with Google Earth the other day and it suddenly dawned on me that I’ve not been very far in the past couple of months. So .. I decided to see far I had actually been and was I shocked? Well, yes .. I was.

Since the end(ish) of November 2005, the furthest point I’ve been from my flat is the Coatbridge Adsa. Now while Coatbrige isn’t technically Glasgow … I would argue that it’s Greater Glasgow, although I’m sure the Coatbrigionians (or whatever they call themselves) would disagree. So .. to my mind I’ve not been out of Glasgow in over 2 months.

Now Glasgow’s a reasonable size, I suppose. Not quite as big as continental Europe, but you know .. not the size of a shoebox either. But how far from my flat is the Asda Coatbridge? 40 miles? 20? Well no … in the last 2 months … I have been no further than 10.04 miles from my front door (as the crow flies). 10.04 miles!!! Now that IS disheartening.