“HIP, HIP, HIP – REPLACEMENT”

The overnight rain has passed and left behind what looks to be the start of a fine and quiet day, (may have spoken too soon). I watched a documentary on Sky Art yesterday the life of Tina Turner; I have lived with Tina’s music since 1959 but did not know much about the girl with

‘even beaten the damn Tinkers’

The building trade in 1980 like the banks had been deregulated – no more did anyone work for a boss in a traditional sense, now we had SC60 where you worked in the industry and the contractor took away one-third of your wage (put it into safe keeping under taxation) and at the end of

Whin and a girl coming into bloom

It was late onto the road this morning close to 10 am so it was nearly 12 noon before I returned after peddling into the extremely cold morning air, even my thermal cloves struggled, and my toes turned to ice, but it felt good to be outdoors. Turning off onto the Kemback road was a

One More COP Out

I managed out on my bike today, over to Cupar and back, not far, but an achievement nonetheless after a wet and windy cycling famine. Speaking of famines, Cop 27 comes to a close – once more with nothing really settled, no further forward to any kind of agreement other than to agree to continue

Soup of the Day

Very little, or no light, at all, fell into my living room this morning, on what has turned out to be another very wet and very windy morning – as I sit by my window the clusters of bright red berries on the holy tree, bounce unrehearsed on the end of long slender arms, heralding

“Such a parcel of roughs in a nation”

What does one do on a wet and dreich day in St Andrews – well what I did was go to the Byre Theatre Film Festival. There was a good turnout for such a film 50 maybe as many as 100. The film was set in the 1700s and just before the fall of the

This rhetoric had preceded every war that the UK has been involved

I heard our illustrious leader’s speech – well not all of it, for within the first ear-full I knew where it was going. Telling us what was wrong with our rotten lives and who is to blame for it, and there is only one scapegoat Russia’s President Putin. Raining down missiles on Ukraine whilst we

How to make a teardrop trailer part 3

I have been rather busy but I was able to spend a little time on the trailer yesterday, and see how difficult it would be to bend the plywood around the curves. Imposable as it turns out – still, as John said “there are no problems in the world only solutions”. Try cutting groves across

Coal fires and cold winter mornings

The mist clung to the land like a cold white shroud – lights were mandatory now. By Strathkinness a watery winter sun appeared lifting the veil and leaving me under a pale winter’s sky. I dropped down into Pitscottie and the Dura Den, once more into a veil of mist as it stubbornly hung in

9/11/22 Teardrop Trailer

Finally, I am getting some idea of the size of the pod and I have to say it is much larger than I thought it would be I will be happy and cosy inside this little trailer/tent. I only put the sides on with some screws to get an idea of what the finished trailer