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This is my countryside diary which appears each Saturday in the Dundee Courier newspaper.
Archive for 2003
Pigs may fly
Saturday, December 27th, 2003
MACBETH IS closer to Nature than Sheba. It's most apparent at this time of year when we get home from walks and he trails half the county indoors with him hanging from his stomach. (more…)
Swan Lake country
Saturday, December 20th, 2003
THE SUN is low in the sky at this time of year and on bright mornings when I go into my office I need to pull the curtains to. Otherwise the sun shining in through the window completely obscures my computer screen. The glare of the low setting sun in the afternoons sometimes makes for difficult driving on winding country roads. (more…)
Christmas preparations and urban delights
Saturday, December 13th, 2003
CHANGEABLE WEATHER seems to be the order of the day just now. One moment I'm ready to write about the “iron frost” and then a warm front rolls in from the Atlantic, and I have to start my piece all over again. (more…)
Roe deer rams
Saturday, December 6th, 2003
LAST WEEK'S mention of the roe deer brought a response from Deputy Features Editor, Ian Lindsay. (more…)
Smoke signals and sunshine moments
Saturday, November 29th, 2003
SMOKE RISING vertically from the chimneys has been an indication how still and windless some of the recent mornings have been. So calm that not even the topmost branches of the trees nor the slenderest grasses with their feathery heads, were stirring. Single leaves falling from the trees land with a dry rattle that you usually wouldn't hear above the normal clatter of woodland life. (more…)
Saint and the cheese
Saturday, November 22nd, 2003
TO HEXHAM again, but this time on grandparent duty so that son Robert and his wife Kate could travel to Munster in Germany where Robert's regiment is stationed. Four days without their parents might have been a bit alarming for granddaughter Cecily and grandson Fergus, but it was no less daunting for the Doyenne and me. (more…)
Countryside musings
Saturday, November 15th, 2003
GLEN PROSEN was my destination last Saturday. It was a favourite place of my Father who was born and brought up in Kirriemuir. As a youngster he cycled to the glen and scrambled about its braes. Bikes were heavy machines in those days, and often referred to as “push” bikes. It must have taken a lot of push and puff to slog his way up the hills from Kirrie (more…)
Dancing lights
Saturday, November 8th, 2003
GLIMMERING, SHIMMERING, constantly moving like oil upon water, the Aurora Borealis filled our skies last week. It was hardly surprising that the night-time phenomenon was given such national press coverage. It was one of the most spectacular examples of the Northern Lights in memory and such an exciting example of nature's ability to move and inspire our imaginations. Unseen, unearthly power manipulating the skies above us. (more…)
Next generation
Saturday, November 1st, 2003
TURNING BACK the clock can sometimes be a chancy business, but last Sunday we all had do just that. The approved moment to do it was at some unearthly hour of the morning when all decent folk should have been soundly sleeping. The Doyenne, who is a step ahead of the game most of the time, beat the system by changing our clocks before we went to bed. Unlike the couple who turned up for Church an hour early! (more…)
Sack of shakings
Saturday, October 25th, 2003
“A SACK of shakings” comes from the glory days of sailing ships, and refers to a miscellany of odds and ends of rope and canvas accumulated during a sailing voyage. And a miscellany is what this week's piece turns out to be. (more…)