Continued from Part One. I should have known, really…that our luck would run out, one day. According to a close friend, who loves journeys into Scotland as much as we do, we are a ‘talisman’ for good weather. No less than six trips in a row – over several years – have seen us bathed in sunshine for most of the week. There have … Read More A Poolewe diary (2)
A what? I can hear you think… I’d never heard of it, either. Poolewe is a small lochside community between Ullapool and Gairloch in the far north-west of Scotland. If you were to sail due west – which you can’t because the loch points acutely north-west, bordered on both sides – you’d come to the island of Lewis and Harris, the major part of … Read More A Poolewe diary (1)
It’s made of oak and is very heavy. Sir Gawain of the Round Table knelt at it to have his neck severed by the Green Man in ‘Leaf and Flame’, the Silent Eye’s 2016 workshop by Stuart France and Sue Vincent. I know, I played the part of Sir Gawain, the knight who wanders in search of his death, a forfeit undertaken to protect … Read More The Cat and the Executioner’s Block
We were spending a few days in Alnmouth, a tiny Northumberland village with one of the best beaches in the country. I rarely get to swim in the sea these days, but such things are of vital importance to our Collie dog, Tess, who loves to chase a ball down a beach and into the waves. It was early morning. I was enjoying our … Read More The Second before the Shutter of Life
Now then, girls, these are challenging times, so it’s important to keep your human clean! Let’s illustrate with the arm. First, give it a good sniff to check what kind of train-wreck you’re going to be dealing with… Then take a deep breath and rasp the tongue along the length of that rascal! Don’t be afraid to give it a little bite to get … Read More #FurryFives : wash your human
Who knew… How softly your paws would pad to the door, just before I enter. How your hazel eyes would gaze and melt with joy when the new day dawns. How your sleeping yelps would replay the joys of the day. How you would, one day, sit in front of a blown-open door for an hour, guarding the house until we returned to find … Read More #ShortWrytz – Who Knew?