Big Box, little box

A big box delivery just arrived. The levelling ramps are here already. Also in the box – a wee first aid kit for Brunhilde, and  also a hosepipe for filling the fresh water tank when we are away from home. The hosepipe will be so much better than the solution we had to employ last …

Oh, Scotland, what have you done?

Yesterday I had the prospect of living in a fairer and more equitable society. There was a real chance that I would never live under a Tory government again. All dashed.

If a thing’s worth doing

It’s a big day today. Vote well, Scotland Good luck.

Oh, dear, my dear

Oh, Brunhilde, I may grow to love you yet.

Scattered Thoughts of the week

I hate Hackers. It’s a strong word and one I do not normally care to use, mostly because I lack that particular strength of feeling in most cases but: Hackers, I detest them. I would string the bastards up, debowel them and watch them die slowly if I could. Yes, I spent the biggest part of …

Returning North

Saturday morning started with sunshine, but it had fled before the haar by the time that we were on the move.