The Carpenters were wrong…

Well, perhaps they had a point about Mondays, but rainy days do rather have their own charm. By and large it’s been lovely recently. I’ve been out in my dungarees (now the proud possessor of 4 pairs…) digging and shovelling like someone who is most definitely not a retired, slightly lardy, former solicitor. The newContinue reading “The Carpenters were wrong…”

A miscellany

Keith and I have climbed unsteadily back on the wagon following a dangerously prolonged period of daily celebrations what with Mum, `Ishbel and Lachlan all being in residence (in various combinations), Barry coming to decorate the spare room and, to top it all, Alison along the road having a significant birthday. “There is no moreContinue reading “A miscellany”

Leaning in for take off

The wild west wind is now our regular companion. In the garden, every day brings a new lawnful of detritus. The poor shredder has had an attack of the vapours and gone to convalesce at the repair shop. Hopefully it will recover as I still have a lot of mulching to do. In the meantimeContinue reading “Leaning in for take off”

Whirlwind inside and out

After the gales and the blackout, the floods came… Sounds like the beginning of a dystopian “end of days” fantasy novel of the type it is highly satisfactory to consume when warm, dry and supplied with cake. However that was earlier this week – when we all piled into the car to go to theContinue reading “Whirlwind inside and out”

Whirling Dervish Redux

No sooner had I declared that all is sloth, relaxation and a very laid back contemplation of my navel (see previous post) than mum came down with pleurisy (or some such) which triggered a massive asthma attack. She was duly ferried to hospital (protesting all the way) and firmly left there plugged in to theContinue reading “Whirling Dervish Redux”

Gingerbread days

The trees are starting to turn now and the first leaves are falling. The coating of spice brown leaves on the rich dark soil after the recent rain is redolent of gingerbread. Lyra and I finished this morning’s walk kicking through the leaves on the Hirsel forest tracks and whilst she thought of squirrels (whichContinue reading “Gingerbread days”

The Aftersloth

Another huge gap with no post! The late August wave of visitors had barely broken on the shore when the September tsunami rose. The Highland branch of the Bee clan finally made it down and, in nothing short of a miracle, both of the esteemed offspring came (down from Edinburgh and up from Surrey respectively)Continue reading “The Aftersloth”

Order, Order…

The last week or so has been rather frenetic. We plunged from splendid covid isolation to a week with visitors staying every night, and for the first half of the week, different ones every day. I was a veritable Mrs Tiggiwinkle, scuttling to and fro with bundles of laundry between arrivals and departures. Our firstContinue reading “Order, Order…”

Using the plot

The produce is really starting to come home to roost now. We are drafting in the neighbours to try and keep on top of the gluts. The rainy spells have finally shifted me out of the deckchair on the gin terrace. However, in anticipation of next year’s summer balcony boozing I have started the firstContinue reading “Using the plot”

Slightly Sheepish

One of the more positive aspects of being suck on my posterior with a cracked ankle over he summer was stupendous progress on the knitting front. After Keith’s fancy cardi turned out well I moved on to one for myself. I was using some mill wool for the body of this that I had toContinue reading “Slightly Sheepish”