Friday, August 12th.
The White Hart Hotel was burning as we arrived in Salisbury on the 9.40 bus from Warminster. A large crowd … Continue reading Friday, August 12th.
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Wednesday, August 10th.
Finally, a respite from the hot, sultry weather. The day dawned grey and windy with the promise of rain evident … Continue reading Wednesday, August 10th.
Friday, August 5th
The children were up early preparing their ponies for a one-day event, and the rest of us just took it … Continue reading Friday, August 5th
Thursday, August 4th.
Up early again, I packed my bag and filled in the forms needed to apply for a Chinese visa. Once … Continue reading Thursday, August 4th.
Wednesday, August 3rd
At the Iranian consulate, I stood chatting to a businessman waiting to collect his passport. I asked if he had … Continue reading Wednesday, August 3rd
Tuesday, August 2nd
London was stifling, humid, hot, and polluted, with no respite anywhere from the sticky heat and frayed tempers. We breakfasted … Continue reading Tuesday, August 2nd
Monday, August 1st – HITCHING SOUTH
The lightning of the night before had switched the power off so after Linda and I had packed up, we … Continue reading Monday, August 1st – HITCHING SOUTH
Sunday, July 31st
Magnus and I stood in the middle of the tattie field, surrounded by purple flowers and hazy air, talking about … Continue reading Sunday, July 31st
Saturday, July 30th.
Magnus and Jen had arranged for all of us to help them “rogue” a field of tatties. We started at … Continue reading Saturday, July 30th.
Thursday, July 12th – EXTRACT FROM A LETTER HOME
11-7-94. The four of us, BKFL, have just returned from an evening walk down to the Spey River: dark, oily … Continue reading Thursday, July 12th – EXTRACT FROM A LETTER HOME
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