Three go to Arran (sorry Lyra)

Another blog from earlier in the summer which has been lurking unloved and unfinished in my drafts. This is, however, the last one and after this I shall have largely caught up with myself just in time to fall behind again during our imminent late summer holiday. In the last week of July Mum wasContinue reading “Three go to Arran (sorry Lyra)”

Witchy woman

Urgh, this has been sitting in my unfinished drafts for a fortnight. I had high hopes that I would be super efficient on my trip to London and dash off a few blogs on the train. Well it was a trip of two halves. On the way down everything went according to plan. On theContinue reading “Witchy woman”

The real salt path

As I type this, I am hurtling backwards towards London accompanied by Capuçon playing Bach’s Partita No. 3 for solo violin (a lucky score in a random selection downloaded on my last trip – I had not hitherto heard of the fellow but Dr Google has opined and he is a rather dishy frenchman). IContinue reading “The real salt path”