Buried Treasure

Auntie Zee, she of the very excellent cakes, was also a bit of a dab hand at soup. I remember asking her once what one particularly good pot was and she replied “Intlt”. This, she explained, was soup that had whatever was in the pantry tipped into it. Well, I’ve recently been helping mum sortContinue reading “Buried Treasure”

The Mummy’s revenge..

They do say, don’t they, that you eventually grow into your mother….Well Lachlan had a taste of the future on Mothers’ day. He had been super secretive about the present he had procured for days and was of the view that he had totally “nailed it”. He was therefore somewhat non plussed when I burstContinue reading “The Mummy’s revenge..”

Dame Edna and the frogs

We have had two glorious days. Moral fibre has frayed. Household chores have been abandoned for the wheelbarrow and kneeling mat. The ironing pile, once reduced to a mere foothill, is now a vertiginous ridge walk of Munros. Tomorrow’s forecast is for largely fine but thereafter gloomy. Normal laundry service will resume with the gloom.Continue reading “Dame Edna and the frogs”

Karma Chameleon Days (Red, Gold and Gree- ee- ee- een)

On one of the rainier days last week I finally got to some financial admin I had been putting off. I had to query a tax claim. Well, the long and short of a very dull story was that the tax lady’s understrapper replied to my missive (she being too busy) giving up all claimContinue reading “Karma Chameleon Days (Red, Gold and Gree- ee- ee- een)”

And we have…. technicolour

Valentines day came and went and Keith , Lachlan and I celebrated with the new tradition of a romantic dinner for three plus dog. Keith was slightly non plussed by the particularly romantic, and rather too large, highland cow hat I had knitted for him but Ishbel was impressed and, following some photo sharing onContinue reading “And we have…. technicolour”

And all at once, there was nothing

It began gently, with a slight overnight dusting a few days ago. Picturesque, but lacking substance. The next day it had grown to a pleasing inch atop the hedges, but still, when you chomped on it in wellies, the grass and soil came through. Since then it has snowed steadily in the afternoons and eveningsContinue reading “And all at once, there was nothing”

Rebooting

Between the celebratory bookends of Christmas Day/Boxing Day and Hogmanay/New Year’s Day I have successfully rebooted the Ruthven system by switching myself off and then on again. Several days of barely cooking have passed and, somewhat astonishingly, the leftovers from the gargantuan turkey and slightly more reasonably sized ham are largely all used up. AsideContinue reading “Rebooting”

T-1

I have finally sat down with a gin and tonic and my feet are gently throbbing. However, I think the initiative has been regained. Monkey’s jumper is complete – so that’s the most important thing done. Wrapping paper has been plastered on anything that looked like it might be a present and some that didContinue reading “T-1”

Whirlwind tour

It’s been a while since the last garden round up so here we go…. Late July can be a bit of a gappy time in our garden. The roses are just starting to flag, and the late summer spectaculars are yet to really get into full swing, though the big double hemerocallis have started toContinue reading “Whirlwind tour”

The tardy correspondent

It has been a few days since the last post. Things are becoming a little more normal here at Ruthven, the vista of life is opening up. We have had not one but two visitors to liven things up (Thomas and Anne) and I think we have all benefitted from differing perspectives and a licenceContinue reading “The tardy correspondent”