Simple life

On the croft and it’s been a week of making bread and jam, picking spinach to eat minutes later, watching lambs being born, walks on a deserted beach and both silence and chats with friends. 

The days feel long and full of rich experiences. Very grounding. Feeling very much at peace. 

My usual London life feels far away – a life with supermarkets full of produce flown in from around the globe, shops groaning with designer gear made by underpaid people in countries near and far, traffic jams, tubes, noise. At the same time though a life full of galleries, theatres and museums, the distinct and very multicultural feel of different parts of the city, work and leisure opportunities. Most importantly my life with a loving husband who eagerly awaits my return.

And I will on Sunday. Happily. I miss waking beside him. 

Meanwhile I treasure this time. Free from the demands of my work, living each moment and feeling close to and connected with the earth around me. Simple uncomplicated but massively rich life. 

Old friends

We have been friends for 38 years it seems. A long long time. And here we gather on the far north west coast of Scotland in the surprising sunshine, remembering, laughing, eating, walking, sharing. 

Wouldn’t miss this for the world. 

Good morning Achmelvich

You see the strangest things sometimes

Moving between the two terminals at Gatwick Airport today I spotted this.

I was mesmerised.

There is just no accounting for people and tastes. 

Not sure it will catch on … But then again perhaps I was witnessing today the beginning of a whole new trend..

Or perhaps not..