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six moos a haying*

With the geese departed to their winter homes, a substitution was required for day six and the Hirsel coos were willing to form a sextet…. Keith was off to Nottingham today for a football match. I had great plans for progress whilst he was away but I fear they mostly did not materialise. My onlyContinue reading “six moos a haying*”

The calling birds are on hold

Four days in…. So what on earth did we do?? Well we went to mum’s new house in Coldstream and spent at least an hour measuring walls and doors and planning their relocation. We then spent a happy hour in the gallery wondering if mum had enough pictures. I was all set to make cakesContinue reading “The calling birds are on hold”

Three French Hems

Day 3 – the Great Leap Forward remains elusive. I awoke feeling the after effects of yesterdays pilates. Nonetheless, after only two warm up coffees I did at least 80 per cent. of my physio exercises (no headless gift rodents today – perhaps they are contingent on completing the pelvic floor routine) and donned myContinue reading “Three French Hems”

On the first day of Christmas……

The festive season approaches and it is time for the traditional T-25 Sit Rep by Santa’s increasingly creaky elf. So that’s all excellent. What could possibly go wrong? I have resolved (in my own mind) to keep a running update to generate solidarity and fellow feeling amongst all those adopting the same modern and efficientContinue reading “On the first day of Christmas……”

From the home front..

This evening’s despatches come from the Ruthven hospital wing. Mum and Lachlan are exiled to the infectious sofa where they are festering with head colds. They communicate the need for drinks and snacks in strained, nasal tones as though from the distant end of a 1920s speaking tube. Lachlan has only just risen from hisContinue reading “From the home front..”

In and out days

Autumn is working its way up to a full suite of weather. Thus far we have had brilliant sun, torrential rain, fog, gusty winds and a light frost. On fine days Lyra and I have strolled along the river bank admiring the birds (me) and enjoying the occasional paddle (Lyra). Lyra can find the paddlingContinue reading “In and out days”

Summer Swan Song

Having confidently declared autumn up and running in my last blog, we found ourselves enjoying a mini Indian Summer last week. Everyone, and everything, seemed to come out to enjoy the sun. Little troupes of mushrooms suddenly appeared in the garden. They crept stealthily out from under trees and a few, bolder types, marched confidentlyContinue reading “Summer Swan Song”

A scented nosegay

Since Lyra lost her sight I’ve been trying to think more about sounds and smells, to be more aware of what she is experiencing. Walking round Norham last week, Lachlan got in on the act and we spent a large part of the walk trying to work out the source of a very particular smell,Continue reading “A scented nosegay”

You gotta roll with it*

*In keeping with the zeitgeist I am offering up an appropriate soundtrack for this post. I am, as it happens, typing away in the kitchen whilst Keith cooks and I have to say he is not indulging in any Oasis nostalgia and purports to be singing some 70s rock. It is not entirely clear whatContinue reading “You gotta roll with it*”