It’s the beginning of September, and we have guests at Eight Askernish who are having to stay an extra night. The ferry across the Sound of Barra has been cancelled for the whole of today, and will be ‘on alert’ tomorrow. It’s lucky for them that we have a couple of days free before the next guests arrive ! If it concerns the Hebrides, a Plan B is mandatory. The real question is, do you have a Plan C ?
Continue reading →J&D > Yesterday we completed our experiment to post daily for 100 days.
Continue reading →We’re surprised to find, on the first two pages of spam, four comments from the two WordPress bloggers who most regularly comment on our posts. That’s difficult to understand : they contained no links.
Continue reading →An da shealladh – The two sights : one in the here-and-now, the other as premonition of what will be – or is already become, elsewhere. The gift of second-sight. Or perhaps I mean An Darna Umhail – The Second Glance. Seeing things differently second-time around.
Continue reading →With bookings taken for early summer, DJ has a renewed sense of urgency to completing the new Kilbride Hostel : if he isn’t doing so already, he’ll soon be counting down the days.
Continue reading →With the weather forecasting non-stop wind and rain, we’ve not needed an excuse to make ourselves comfortable in front of the wood-burning stove and be armchair walkers for the weekend.
Continue reading →My new body is a Canon EOS 70D SLR. It’s not new – it’s 4-5 years old, and a ‘hand-me-up’ from our daughter Becky, who has moved on to the latest mirrorless Canon. I’ve been getting to know it over the past fortnight or so, and I can confidently say that it’s better than any camera I’ve had befor.
Continue reading →Two-day trip to Glasgow for a fifteen-minute appointment at Neurology.  Highlight of the trip was, I think, the double-decker bus
Continue reading →After many months of shifting thoughts on the question, we’ve decided to relegate our blog from the front page of The Big Garden website to, well, just a page. We’ll be posting much less often.
Continue reading →This is a self-portrait in a derelict croft house somewhere in Uist – with pink walls. Whilst I step tentatively into the room, bundled up against the cold, my shadow dances lightly ahead of me, across the wall – in the pink.
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