Lost in the graveyard
I will look fondly back at many things about Edinburgh; but I am certain I will miss her graveyards something fierce. There is something old and worldly about the cemeteries here. They are often ragged, with more stones lying down than standing erect. They crumble and fade in a way that’s romantic and sad; like … Continue reading
Monday Cinco!
A brief list today: 1. I did eat bugs at the weekend, as foretold: buffalo worm pate (or smooshed up caterpillar to be technical). It looked like tapenade and was mild, savoury and a bit moreish on crostini. I like being at the crest of an exciting, paradigm-shifting wave. I also do stupid things for … Continue reading
Imminent Return
Hello you. I know it’s been a couple of weeks of radio silence. I hardly have time to think let alone blog. But the horizon is in view and we’ll be back to our normally scheduled ramblings about french toast, frostbite, and far away places soon. In the meantime I have fifteen minutes of a … Continue reading
Thirty Things bid farewell.
I have not done all of my 30 Things. Not the way I promised, anyway. I did not go on the computer [except for work] for days and days, but that’s not the same as unplugged. I have almost entirely altered my diet, but not in the way I originally envisioned. I have complimented all … Continue reading
Brunch in our house
An actual conversation: How about I make you breakfast in bed — would you like a fried egg and toast? Ooh. Yes please… can I have my toast cut into little triangles? Sure, Triangle of my Heart. I am bit obtuse sometimes. Nah, you’re a-cute love. Well that makes us equilateral then.
Par Avion take flight
I have to come clean. I’ve been harbouring a secret. And in the world of full-frontal bloggery, that’s tantamount to sin. I mean, what is a blog if not a license to read and judge a total stranger’s faceless life? So I’ll start at the beginning. * A million years ago, I resolved to do … Continue reading
Newness Abounds
It is a shiny New Year, and one that is already jam-packed full of adventure. [Warning: since I cannot construct a sentence to save my life today and frankly, I have some furniture which needs sanding, this is less of a poetical post and more a list of rambling nothings.] We are firmly ensconced in … Continue reading
Que Sera Sara? 