it's not a good photo - taken on a phone, pointing straight at full, if low, sun.  But it captured a moment and a memory of the many times I took similar photos in Glasgow, especially during the various lockdowns.

Today was day 5 of my Race for Refugees, and consisted of an evening walk, just shy of eight miles, at the end of a very full week. In total I've walked almost 48 miles since Monday, which is a decent distance, and well on track for my goal. It's been challenging to ponder the reality of people who have no option but to get up and walk every day, just in the hope that there might be a safer, kinder, welcoming place at the end of the journey.

Tonight, I will sleep on a comfortable bed, with no threats to my safety... there are way too many people who cannot say that.