Scottish Holiday Reality

That moment when the first day of the Summer holiday begins…but your husband’s cheerful fantasy of hiking a compliant family up the side of a Scottish mountain to show the kids the clouds are quite literally hurled to the wind when you awaken to howling gales, driving rain and the relentless negotiations of two small…

A Morning Spent in Bed

The following was written as a tribute to my maternal Grandmother for her 80th Birthday and was later read at her funeral. It aims to capture her essence, a moment of her life and the things she loved. Not quite a poem, more an ode! *** A cup of strong tea in bed lists dangerously…