Exiles. Highlands December 2017

It had rained so heavily the night before it had woken us both. There is something soothing and comforting about … More

Lock’n Keys November 2017

We’d driven north towards Fort William, a cloud mist and drizzle trailing behind like a cloak, we‘d hardly stopped. We … More

We rolled out of Glasgow without a hitch, which surprised me I was I suppose expecting London type traffic, but … More

Blackpool had been cold and depressing and to be honest as we rolled out of town it was a relief … More

The day before had been a long drive through the rain and the farmlands of the Po Valley, through silent … More

I’d slept well last night felt rested after yesterday, dressed and stepped out, I’d left a little bag of rubbish … More

I’d woken up cold and was hoping the McDonalds would be open. Though in France there was not a chance … More

What is it about a working tidal harbour that fascinates, touches the unconscious and gives a sense of deep peace, … More

A Learning: We’d been to see our friends Tipi Jean, Yazz, John and Tanya up in the hills near a … More

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