One of my favourite Tv programmes of the moment is "Call my Agent!", set in a Parisian talent agency, it's our French fix now that we've finished Spiral . I've written about these programmes before, twice in the case of Spiral. But watching Call my Agent! has provoked my itchy feet. I've missed travelling. When…Read more Paris
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Contemplating weighty matters on my daily walk
Joking! It was more a free form meander. My walk on the other hand followed a path I've taken before. I started off by wondering how my sister was, she slipped on ice yesterday and fractured her wrist. And that started me picturing the road where she'd slipped. And thinking, when was I there last?…Read more Contemplating weighty matters on my daily walk
New year, new challenge
Well here we are three hundred plus days since the first big restrictions and twenty four into our latest lockdown. Days are falling into a pattern again , walk, lunch chores, read/craft/admin, supper, tv. Mondays are for quizzing, Tuesday is movie night, last week The Godfather which MrS had never seen, this week Mank, Mondays…Read more New year, new challenge
Television
Today a friend posted on FB that they hadn't watched TV for 39 (I think that was the number) weeks. If I were to guess I'd say that was around the start of our first lockdown. My friend posted this fact with a certain amount of pride and it got me thinking. Well more accurately,…Read more Television
Ringing in the changes
Almost a month ago I wrote a post about one memorable Hogmanay. Yesterday I got thinking about more of them, and started planning this post*. And then today I listened to reports of quieter celebrations around the world, and the cancellation of Edinburgh's "traditional" Hogamanay festival. Now I'm no spring chicken but I'm not *that*…Read more Ringing in the changes
Another happy coincidence?
One of my FB groups has a daily theme, on Monday it was "1989, your memories". My head filled with this song. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5V7SINjz96E it had been released two years earlier*, but became the soundtrack of my late '89. It's Hogmanay 1989. In my mind it's wet, but that doesn't matter. On the M8, it's dark,…Read more Another happy coincidence?
Crossing the line
Not in a bad way, though I have in my time. And despite the picture this isn't the end (I hope), just the end of my challenge. I've found writing daily more difficult than I did back in May, so thank you to everyone who's stopped by. For one thing I've pretty much run out…Read more Crossing the line
29th November, almost there
Yesterday's sunset, and later starlit sky didn't deliver their promises. Today has had a grey, damp chillness. And I'm feeling at a little of a loose end. Yesterday I was very efficient and prepared tonight's supper* so there's no real cooking to do . The vegetables are ready too. celeriac chips to be air fried…Read more 29th November, almost there
Going back to Crinan
Well not exactly to Crinan this time, but another walk along the canal. Today we parked a mile or so from Crinan village at the Bellanoch bridge, and headed east from there. the River Add looking west towards Crinan and the sea I was surprised to see this lovely creature sunning itself on a rock*…Read more Going back to Crinan
Going out for lunch again
I suppose it's the sign of a good lunch because once again I've no photos of the food. We arrived first today so I was able to take a real time view through the window. (Below and the featured image) And I took some of our drinks these are mine and MrS's, and our friend…Read more Going out for lunch again