The Road from Killiecrankie
Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing at all Helen Keller How far can you jump? Not from a standing start, nor with a Greg Rutherford style sprint – […]
Over the hills and far away
We made it! And we’re back from driving the NC500 around the very north of scotland
Mabinogion: into the wild
“At that time Math son of Mathonwy could not live unless his feet were in the lap of a maiden, except when the turmoil of war prevented him.” . . […]
Pictures instead of my thousand words…
There is not enough time to do all the nothing we want to do Bill Watterson Because I’ve managed my time so badly this week I’m going to fill this […]
Over the hill?
A couple of weeks ago I blew a gasket. Yes, me…I’m much mellower now than I used to be but occasionally I see or hear something that ignites my dormant […]
Who, when, where?
Last summer we decided to have a fence built atop part of our garden wall, to give us some privacy from occasional passers-by. Not that we’d mind if they did […]
Mud and Merlot
The two worst months of the year have come and gone – not that they were that bad here, this time around. We haven’t suffered from too much rain, and […]
A turn of phrase
A little while ago I was lounging on the sofa minding my own business and half-listening to the evening weather forecast on BBC Wales when I heard the presenter (Behnaz […]
The route to London
Last week we made another trek to London. This time we drove, and although three of us went only two came back; because much to our delight (and terror…in equal […]
Not such a common cold
When Lizzie was very young every minor illness (thank God there were no major ones) was accompanied by a little…drama, shall we say. I won’t embarrass her here by regaling […]
at home in the hills 