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Warm cockles
To Berwick yesterday, not for the reason stated on the tin but nevertheless lovely to see Johnny & Yvonne. After a splendid repast and blethers, we wobbled out onto the town walls and walked right round, for the first time I can remember. It was most interesting to see the bastions and lovely views for…
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(Im)précis
Triple busy of late, it’s always like that in the run up to a holiday, or maybe it isn’t, we just perceive the contrast more keenly. Yesterday we went to Callum’s second birthday party, and such was the excitement that I didn’t manage to catch any really good pictures of him. There was lots of…
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MRI
Thanks to everyone who phoned tonight, or texted, and to Elspeth & Colin for taking me to Dundee and waiting patiently. Now I just have to sook up the courage to rip this bandage off my arm. Sleep Sleep tonight And may your dreams Be realized If the thunder cloud Passes rain So let it…
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Downtime
Paul & I recently managed to synch our calendars so that we had a long weekend together. First stop was Perth, where we were introduced to Miss Alexandra Carmichael by proud mum Annelie. Dad Craig was not too well, hopefully better now and we’ll see him next time. Alan Alpenfelt was also there; thanks…
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Midweek
Nothing could have made me happier tonight, after yet another long day, than to hear my big sister playing the piano tune Rosemary down the phone.
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Darkness stalks the earth
There is nothing I can say about the current dismal weather that will make one whit of difference, so I shan’t bother. Instead, we have been out and about; last weekend our intrepid traveller friend Rieko visited from Tokyo via London, and we went to see jousting at Linlithgow (noisy), the Falkirk Wheel (round), Brit…
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A pageant, of birds too.
When I tried to upload pictures from our weekend in Beadnell I failed spectacularly, so here I am, having another shot at it. Whilst I do this HM the Queen is doing a stalwart job standing up for over three hours on the trot, in the rain, watching the Jubilee pageant on the River Thames. …
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Out, out, damned Spotty Dog
Sometimes, and I know you will find this hard to believe, I can’t think of anything to say. No flurry of verbiage rushes unbidden to the tongue. No tales, badly told, of chums’ misdeeds or misfortunes are haphazardly heaped on the hapless listener (ok, enough of that). In truth and in short, I have had…
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Farne away
So, home again after an epic weekend in Beadnell, Northumberland, seeing our chums from Discovery 2008. It was magnificent to pick up from where we left off in 2011, there are not many people with whom one may do this and it’s a true joy. This year we stayed again at the Towers, and sallied…
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Sesquipedalian
It’s difficult to know where to begin when posting, either there’s so much going on that nothing short of a 100,000 word dissertation will do, or there’s ……………nothing, tumbleweed, the sound of one hand clapping, a tree falling in the forest when no-one listens and that darn cat in the box. It is a truth…