I stopped the mower and called Orkney Beef to tell him the cow was looking at me funny and I was too scared to carry on. Needless to say Orkney Beef took not a blind bit of notice and told me the cow probably felt the same way about me. … More Lessons in cutting the grass
‘can someone phone my phone’
This is my most used statement in the world. I’m an habitual loser but sadly not in the weight sense. … More Lessons I never seem to learn
St Magnus Festivals, cycling and buttercups. … More My week in pictures
*Simmer dim: midsummer nightlong twilight in the northern isles I was driving home from a concert the other night and it was close to midnight. The solstice skies were so stunning I decided to take the scenic route home and take a few pictures. All photos taken with an iphone and no filters needed. Pictured … More Simmer dim pictures
The dog has now eaten so much of the hens’ magic laying food I’m expecting her to start laying eggs any day. …. … More Keeping chickens and dogs.
Then you realise weeks later you’ve suddenly gone a day without crying and you cry again.
… More Grief is the price we pay for love
We had a lovely relaxing time in Hoy this weekend. I spoke about it briefly in my last blog and at length about my forgotten items. However once I had kitted myself out with replacements and cobbled other stuff together we enjoyed some lovely walks, visits to Lifeboat museums, cafe and conversation with friends, eating … More My Week in Pictures
So it seems I’ve reached that stage in life where your secrets are perfectly safe with me simply because I will forget whatever you told me within seconds of you saying it. Based on my packing to come away this weekend you would think that anyway. I’ll start at the beginning. Every year a group … More Sorry, what was I saying?
*Note to self, always check if others are doing swanky fancy cakes before entering baking competitions.
However, on the blindfold taste test, I won and have made it several times since telling everyone it’s my prizewinning cake. … More Blackberry and buttermilk sponge
A few years ago my parents moved into their new home in Orkney having relocated a few months after I did. They had been living in rented accommodation for a while and finally made it to their new house. A friend from South had wanted to send them a card to welcome them to their new … More Only in Orkney