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Ardfern

   Well north of Lochgilphead, a little south of Oban. Should have taken three hours to get there but flooding, closed roads etc made it six but we got there … Continue reading

January 3, 2016 · 1 Comment

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   Once the eating is done it’s good to get out for a wander and shake off the cobwebs. So off with the Moores around the local estate. Would make … Continue reading

December 26, 2015 · Leave a comment

Oh come all ye days off

It’s like everything is conspiring to tell me to just pack it all in for the rest of the year and put my feet up. There’s the ongoing saga of … Continue reading

December 14, 2015 · Leave a comment

The great Bridge Closed Transport Fiasco

Having had yesterday off, I went to work today with some trepidation and sure enough, like the leaves on the line or the wrong kind of snow, at the first hint … Continue reading

December 8, 2015 · 9 Comments

Makin’ bacon

What a great way to spend your birthday, scouring the farm shops and few remaining decent butchers of east central Scotland for a big lump of pork belly to make … Continue reading

December 7, 2015 · Leave a comment

And now she is eight

And pointing sharps knives at her old man. The cheek of it. Actually, we’re a day early. Her birthday is really tomorrow but since that’s a Monday and everyone has … Continue reading

November 29, 2015 · Leave a comment

Cafe Royal

The long-planned get-together of some boring old farts in an Edinburgh pub. 11am kick off for us, although for Nic on the right there it was a 3.30am start to … Continue reading

November 21, 2015 · 5 Comments

Those weans

Doing that growing up thing. Ellen’s looking all growed up because she got her hair cut today and when they do the straightening she puts on about 10 years. But … Continue reading

November 20, 2015 · Leave a comment

Pub

It’s hard to believe that I’ve been living in Edinburgh(ish) for 25 years – I moved here from Glasgow in 1989 or 1990 when I got a job at Edinburgh … Continue reading

November 17, 2015 · Leave a comment

Saturday

What more do you need? White bread, mutts. A day at home while the rain poured down outside. White bread and sausages. Dusting. Much dusting.  It’s a very dusty house. … Continue reading

November 8, 2015 · Leave a comment