A flock of sheep are stock-still on the beach, heads raised, horns alert. A curlew, a blackbird, and a gull are busily rearranging the seaweed; they appear to be squabbling. Three oystercatchers are hurrying somewhere. A heron, like a predatory medieval cleric (can’t explain that read more

3 January 2021 The wonderful weather is continuing. Outside is the new inside, exercising the new slumping and slouching. Wherever we go, we meet folk loving the winter sun. And of course we rhapsodise to each other about how lucky we are to live in read more

We may be in Level Four and to all intents and purposes locked-down, but this day has started perfectly. No wind, the tide exactly right, only decorative clouds, and the sun fully lighting our world just after nine. Normally we would be starting a day read more

27 August 2020 A dreich day when they promised better. A woman came to the door needing a lift to Balure where she had left her mainland car keys. We have all done that. Nothing worse than getting to the ferry and remembering your other car keys read more