The snow is leaving but like an entertainer, who craves the applause of the audience it made one last comeback. The temperature is rising but snow still clings to the earth, receding like the hairline of someone who needs to shave and go bald. The last patches of snow reminds me of combover hairs. Fine ...
No parkrun for me and many others this past weekend thanks to the snowmaggedon event that seems to have slipped the country on it’s head. No problem with the cancellations, that’s part of life and is it fair to pull people out to volunteer – regardless of how keen they are just to allow me ...
It’s been a while since I baked anything, it’s definitely more than the six years since my Coeliac Disease diagnosis . I say bake, but it was really in its loosest sense, as I worked with the assistance of a bread making machine. The last bread maker retired a while ago after many years of ...
There are so many untold stories from my running trips of 2017. These sit in the draft file and I really need to post these before I forget.This is one from the “parkrun tourism file” from the 2nd of December and my trip to Barking on the eastern edge of Greater London. I was staying ...
Another Saturday when Mr and Mrs Jack Frost and their children Snowy, Icy and Dicey played with parkrun venues. Most of the events in east central Scotland had been cancelled due to the underfoot conditions, so I decided on a bit of further flung tourism that took me to Troon. It’s a place famous perhaps ...
Many people like Bing Crosby dream of a white Christmas but very few on these shores experience it. It might be a day later, but on Boxing Day but it was white with snow. Fuelled by treacle toffee kindly delivered by Santa, off we trundled into the woods. The path had been trod by others ...
Digital images. I have 1000’s and it’s not until something happens with your lap top that you realise you should have a back up, (now done). I just snap now without any thought of the cost of developing – remember that? At the chemist too, not those chains that sprung up where you could have ...
I’m on a period of leave and work has been left behind for a week. Time to sniff out some simple pleasures and reconnect with breathing in the good things in life.
A blue, clear sky greeted the 1,500 runners of all ages, shapes and sizes who had decided to evolve, take charge of their destiny and decide to get off the sofa to assemble at the Lawnmarket at the base of Edinburgh Castle. We were there for the start of the 2017 Edinburgh variant of the ...