We had a power cut the other evening and as a result I discovered two things.
Nothing makes a teenager emerge from his bedroom quicker than the sudden death of the wifi.
With no TV, or aforementioned Wifi we have to talk to each other, and my husband chose to go to bed at 8.30pm so I guess I must be really boring. … More My Week in Pictures
Norq from Ork and Orkney Beef are on holiday so no week in pictures this week. However here’s a couple to keep you going until our return. Here’s the view from our hotel balcony taken on our first night as we enjoyed a Prosecco which was a surprise phoned in by Miss Lashes and NotPhil. … More Be Back Soon!
I’ve had a last minute topic change for the blog tonight. I was planning on writing on how I can’t understand my own husband most of the time due to his strong accent and also about my love of the Orcadian language. However I wanted to share with you some photos of the stunning clouds … More 2000 Acres of Sky
I missed the Northern Lights last night but my son (renamed Tech Support with his approval) was out and about and got some pics of them. Today the sun shone and showed me how dirty the windows are and how dusty the house is but they are just going to have to stay that way for … More Northern Lights
I have just driven home witnessing the most spectacular display of Northern Lights. The entire sky was lit up in glorious pinks and greens and it’s the perfect weather for such a display (though regrettably not ideal for driving) It feels like the coldest it’s been all winter. The poor hen’s water is frozen but … More Mothers and Friends
Something Tech Support Son suggested recently about what people enjoy about the blog is that they can probably identify with aspects of what I’m saying. Maybe yesterdays blog was big hit was because I touched on a fear of flying. I went on my first flight when I was a teenager and have flown several times since, to America or … More Fear of flying
The weather continues to be beyond hideous. Just the journey from the house to the tumble dryer in the garage whilst carrying the washing was an extreme sport. I nearly lost several items of laundry to other islands. Maybe that’s where all the odd socks in our house really go to, they get carried off by the wind as I journey back and forth to the washing line or tumble dryer … More You are not alone, you have yourself.