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Summer-y
Oh good grief, I was sure I had posted at least once in June, outwith Dad’s birthday, but I see the last one was May 28th. Poor old BTW always suffers the most appalling neglect in the summer, it’s shocking behaviour and someone somewhere needs a strongly worded email. In our defence I see that…
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Fly pie
I reckon about a month is a long enough gap, jings, who knew? The intervening period has seen the usual blend of life and all its pleasures, vicissitudes, ironies and fleeting glamours. Stand out items include: making your niece, nephew and sister in law walk along Aberdour beach in a howling gale, whilst happed up…
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Widdershins
On Saturday we continued on our mini project of walking the Loch Leven Heritage trail one metre at a time, this hejira was from Vane Farm to East Brackley viewpoint and pavilion. Along this whole route there are many benches, most carved with local lore set in rhyme. One of my favourites, which I am…
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Folly bergère
Saturday saw us at a chum’s fundraiser in aid of Dravet’s Syndrome care, and hugely successful it was too. Jill worked wonders in rallying prizes and gifts, sadly my henna tattoo is fading fast. She raised over £1500 and it was well worth a day’s baking. Paul & I were able to skip up the…