For as long as anyone can remember I’ve been banging on about the great books I was going to write. Although, as more and more people I knew became authors, I got quieter and quieter about it. I suppose I knew that I was running out of excuses and I certainly wasn’t short of experiences […]
Silent Sunday – Green Hair Day
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. […]
The Handbag Index: what’s it worth?
Some might say the currency of a happy marriage is love, patience and kindness. Some might even suggest it’s about passion and romance. Others even say it’s a form of domestic slavery where you swap supper and ironing for money. But here at the Palace of Bundance it’s handbags, shoes and, sometimes, shiny things in […]
Where does Kylie keep her reading glasses?
Varifocals. Var-i-focals. That’s what it’s come to, dear reader. I was at the optician this week and, um, my eyes are starting to show the deterioration typical of someone of my age. All along I was blaming the dim lighting (you know, bulbs that magic themselves from 60 to 40 watts), the dirty windows and […]
Silent Sunday – snow droops
Katie Price: make your Jordan mind up…
Let’s get off the crap-go-round
The school bring-and-buy sale was one of the casualties of last year’s heavy snow. Its disappearance was mourned by the kids for a minute or two before they went off sledging and celebrated by me and probably all the other parents. I thought it had gone away. I relaxed and started to believe it wasn’t […]