Day 0 – The Journey North II: Inverness to Durness
The bus runs thrice a week; there were nine people onboard; I was the only one going all the way
Day -1 – The Journey North I: Hastings to Inverness
I’ve never travelled First Class before – not, at least, with a first class ticket. But it wasn’t a longing
The Hour of Expectancy
«Всё уж готово, час ожидания наступает,» as Figaro reflects in the Russian translation I had to get my head around:
Goblin Mischief
I’ve been having the jitters these last week couple of weeks. ‘It’s too far’; ‘I’m insufficiently prepared’; and most perplexingly,
An Absorbing Pastime
When I was a small child, I used to derive distinct pleasure by doing the various ‘puzzles’ with which publishers
The wealth and Feast of Spring
One thing I shared with my mother is an affinity with woodland and its flowers. Mum would come alive beneath
Sunshine in Dorset
How wonderful when things work out just right. I was lucky enough to be able to spend a couple of
More Anemones and an Awkward Tent
Wood Anemones Still Fabulous The anemones (see my post two weeks ago) are still sublime, and have become a sea
No Regrets
If anyone actually read my post last week, they would have seen that I rashly wished that I had started
Wood Anemones
For anyone unfamiliar with Guestling Woods (see this Google map), as well as being a stunning bluebell woods (for which
