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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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B+W
On Sunday we went for a walk along by the wonderfully named Ash Lagoons of West Fife, just to the south of the National Trust darling that is Culross, with its phenomenally wonderful pottery shop and attendant Biscuit Cafe. This walk was very different from the usual visits to the toun, which have culminated in…
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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…
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Gang Forth
Lovely lunch at the Wee Restaurant in North Queensferry today, with Rosemary. Having lived here for over thirteen years, and shared our lives with chums, we have many reasons for feeling ambivalent about the Forth Bridges, which I will not go into here. But I took some pictures of the FB, resplendent in her fresh…