I'm coming into land

'and I want your love.' That song from the album 'Walking Wounded' tends to haunt me.

My daughter Rosie introduced me to 'Everything but the Girl.' There was a period in the 1990s when I played the album over and over again. The words resonated.

When my neighbour vacated his seat to sit by his friend at the front, I was able to move next to the window thus enabling me to grab this view of the Flybe prop plane's wheel coming down during our descent to Glasgow Airport where I am spending the night at Holiday Inn before my onward journey to Stornoway. I hope Storm Freya's winds will have abated by the time I'm due to fly. That's the River Clyde we're flying over.