I spotted this new arrival a few days ago. A busy wee thing zipping in and out of the eaves and gutterings, gathering bits and pieces for nest building. I wondered how the flock of speugies that live in the ivy beneath my bedroom window, and keep me amused with their constant chatter and squabbling,…
Being the Easter holidays, I had the two oldest grandchildren staying over this week. The bold Nancy looks forward to their visits, what’s not to like about extra leftovers, the odd bit of cake on the fly and attention all day long? For the Gracie it can be a bit overwhelming, she didn’t have the…
The recently published House of Commons Committee Report: Tackling inequalities faced by Gypsy, Roma and Traveller communities has me thinking about dignity and respect this morning. The Deacon Blue song – A Ship Called Dignity – comes to mind. The song is basically about a street sweeper who dreams of the day he will have…
On dry days myself and the duggie dugs can be found wandering the shoreline at Ferryden and, if the bold Nancy decides that after her daily zoom a longer wander is in order, some days we take the longer route to Scurdie Ness and Elephant Rock. Sea birds line the route we take – from…