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Olds and news
Continuing our explorations of the nearby walks and towns in Fife, we went back to Craigencault Ecology Farm and then down to Kinghorn.
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Not as far as you think
To Glasgow, on a £1 ticket, courtesy of my Club 50 railcard. I did not walk all that far, but was amply rewarded with some fine architectural gems. …
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Helical
A glorious early autumn day, after a walk on Aberdour beach we called in by the Kelpies, got the only free car park space (thank you to Grandma Lil, who exerts her influence from upstairs at times like these). Despite the pylons and power lines, there are an infinite number of photo opportunities, although it…
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Overlooked
After a fascinating tour backstage at the Royal Lyceum Theatre yesterday, we took a short walk to the Scottish National Galleries of Modern Art (One and Two) , there to see the Surrealism exhibition. I think I need to do a lot more research on the Dada movement to be able to understand it better,…
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Naming the Day
Some photos from the Naming Day ceremony for Genevieve Louisa Richardson.
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Days, out
And to start with, this daft as a (paint) brush video from the much missed Kirsty MacColl, I’m assuming any similarity to Mary Poppins is intended. 80s cover of a Kinks number. On Friday after another Fringe show in yet another venue which turned out to be nowhere near its box office, we were upstairs…
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En Train
After a lovely Saturday – caught up with old chum over brunch and then went to see the frankly divine Karine Polwart in her Edinburgh Festival debut, Wind Resistance – I would say go go go but it’s selt oot – we hied off to the Borders from Edinburgh on the new (to us) railway,…
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Walkin’ aye
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Peregrinations
Having spent two days doing A Thing That Had To Be Done, I now have some time of my own to pop some cheerier pictures on here. On Saturday we went to the badlands south of the the river, and firstly ascended Cairnpapple Hill, to find it full of some most interested cows, which…
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Trunc
Nunc dimittis. Time to move on and enjoy something new, once that something has a shape, form and name. In the meantime, I have been out and about, in the unseasonable sunshine. We were in Glasgow for the Steve Vai gig, same night as Springsteen so the town was hoachin’. Little Stevie Vai was terrific…