View from the Potting Shed

While looking through the toys last weekend in Selkirk I came across this rather scary talking doll that belonged to my sister Jenni.

The genius thing about it is that it has a tiny record player built in! It came with 2 or 3 double-sided records, some with (non-stop, stalker-like) talking, and some with singing. […]

Quite a few people have been asking me recently how work is going. So I thought I’d say a little bit about how work is going: Work is going very well, thank you for asking.
I can hardly believe that I’ve been in the job for ten weeks now. In some respects it feels […]

France once again scrum down on the 22, deciding whom to evict from the team. Or something.
One of the worst things about trying to write a book during the World Cup is that the World Cup is on. I know it’s a bit of a circular argument, but it will make much more […]

Imagine my surprise when I returned from Selkirk yesterday evening to discover amongst the post an unsigned print-out of one of my blog articles with a 5p and a 1p sellotaped to the bottom of it.
The print-out was from my recent post about guitar treble boosters and had the words “an old English sixpence as […]

Mum has had a few mice visitors living in the store cupboard in what was my brother’s room at home; she only discovered this fact a couple of weeks ago. Between then and now she has been really busy (too busy) washing and cleaning all the toys, both cuddly and otherwise, that had been […]

On Friday evening, the BBQ at work having been cancelled due to the inclement Scottish summer weather, Jane and I drove down to my hometown of Selkirk in the Scottish Borders for a flying, overnight visit.
I’d not seen Mum since my final service at the end of April, which was strange because when I was […]