January 2008

Well, Susan and Martha flew home yesterday without difficulty, but transport to, from and within the Shetland Isles is in disarray this evening, thanks to easterly gales. No boats north or south last night or tonight, no freight, no ‘sooth bread’ in the shops and the wind is still howling, so the possibility of power…

There we were, permabulating through Kelvingrove Park along with many other groggy ne’erday humans, when I was approached by a squirrel. A grey squirrel, the nasty interloping diseased creature which is in the process of wiping out our wondrous native red squirrel. Well, there’s more than one, obviously. I’m talking species here. Or specieses. Anyway,…

…and a very happy 2008!A trip on the 30th to my old stamping grounds in Troon for a highly unusual event – curry with my two sisters, father and nearly all associated family. Fifteen of us at the Maharani in Troon. Dad’s normally in Ayr, Shiona’s in Brixham, Ruthie’s in Strasbourg and we’re in Shetland.…