A middling type

Autumn, like spring, summer and winter, is definitely my favourite season. Everything just feels so much less frenetic. It is warm and sunny enough to make walking the pooch or pottering in the garden a pleasure, but there’s enough intermittent cloud cover to justify a little indoor sloth and pootering, guilt free. Lyra and IContinue reading “A middling type”

The Dog Days are over

Since coming back from Glenelg we have been gently crisping. The Dog Days of Summer had definitely arrived and the heat has been intense, settling on the garden like a lambent halo by mid morning and intensifying relentlessly to a late afternoon inferno. With the help of mum and auntie Lois we managed (just) someContinue reading “The Dog Days are over”

About time

I’ve never got to grips with relativity (the scientific type, not the study of second cousins – in which I am well versed). I abandoned physics shortly after the ticker tape machine because I hankered after Art. Consequently, I have no sensible explanation for why time speeds up, seemingly exponentially, mid June. One minute thereContinue reading “About time”

Feeling Hot, Hot, Hot

The last few days have been mighty fierce indeed. No sooner had I thrown off the remaining post viral lethargy than a whole new ambient temperature related lethargy arrived. I have spent the last three days reading yet more books (having finished all the Mick Herron spy books (quite funny, but read them now asContinue reading “Feeling Hot, Hot, Hot”

It’s all gone Pete Tong

Where to begin….. We set off for the Isle of Wight primped and prepped. Our little party was staying at the Grand, where an ongoing ambience of being in the middle of a Hercule Poirot adventure coexisted slightly uneasily, but in a good way, with the breakfast mix tape of 70s funk classics. The weddingContinue reading “It’s all gone Pete Tong”

Wind and Water

We have, again, a house full of family. Ishbel drove up and arrived on Wednesday night, we visited dad and collected mum yesterday and this afternoon the bold boy himself arrived. Lyra is cock a hoop at having all her pets conveniently in one place and, in the case of Auntie Granny, bristling with tripeContinue reading “Wind and Water”

Easter Exertions

We’ve had four glorious days in a row so, really, it would have been rude not to make the most of it and (in Ishbel’s latest malapropism) throw the kitchen fence at the garden. My main dilemma each day has been deciding quite where to start. A light green haze of sticky Wullie is rollingContinue reading “Easter Exertions”

Very Scottish Out

It has been rather Crowded House https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=si3dBlNdifE of late. We had a couple of blistering days just after Ishbel left, during which mum and I threw ourselves at the garden. Mum laid waste to the buttercups in the nuttery and I ran around planting up various new things from the garden centre (and then rehomingContinue reading “Very Scottish Out”

The quiet before the onslaught

And so it is Christmas, and what have I done…. Everything!! Things have been manic since my last post. In the first wave of action cakes were iced, cards written and posted, mince pies baked in industrial quantities and force fed to the neighbours and two sides of salmon cured (one beetroot one experimental citrusContinue reading “The quiet before the onslaught”