There are somethings worth waking up early for. Christmas morning is one, as are pancakes and going away for a holiday. I would, however, struggle to classify a Monday morning train to Aberdeen for work as being worthy of the early hour. From Aberdeen, I traveled onward to Ballater, a tiny village in the Cairngorms National Park near to the royal estate of Balmoral. The next morning, I woke up to snow.Continue reading Sneachda
To address the elephant in the room, oops it’s been three months? How? A common theme for me in this past year has been ‘where has the time gone?!?’ and lately has been no exception. But I’ve been to a few pretty places, have a little knitting to show off, and a tiny bit of news.Continue reading A long summer jaunt
It’s a little strange writing about new beginnings at the end of January. It’s the right month, but feels like shutting the barn door after all the horses have bolted. The new beginning has already happened, and in fact this is more of a moment to be reconsidering all the ‘new year, new me’. Only the truly scatterbrained, such as myself, would stop on the 27th January to think about new beginnings.
Hiya! I guess you might not recognise me with this crazy tan I am sporting? My legs no longer blind people when the sun reflects off them. It’s a miracle.