My sister is a remarkable woman. She runs a successful – award-winning even – pharmacy business, keeps a dog, two small boys and a wife happy, and still has time for other people. Plus she’s pretty good company. However, this time she’s excelled herself. She’s gone and entered the London Marathon. I know that to some […]
28/365 And not a carrot in sight
Stratford-upon-Avon: a few blissful days off the treadmill
Shakespeare’s bedroom windae Juliet yelling out of the window Watching life flow by Swan lock My bucket list got a little shorter this week. Mum decided to help me achieve one ambition by organising a trip to see the RSC at Stratford-upon-Avon, and inviting Supersister along too. It was a splendid couple of days of […]
A walk at the Whangie
Is it through the Whangie, to the Whangie, round the Whangie? If you don’t know what I’m on about, or you think that, perhaps, I’ve come over all post-watershed, I will explain. The Whangie is an odd rock formation in a corner of the Kilpatrick hills. We walked there this week and the sun shone. […]
