A New View

And so, I'm sitting in the office.  My desk is somewhere between Isla's crib and one of the bookcases.  I kinda like that.  Symbolism.  Or something. We moved up here with more than 17 boxes of books.  Yesterday was spent emptying them into the bookcases. In the old flat, I knew them so well, I … Continue reading A New View


I Should Be Writing

And so, I'm sitting here in the kitchen. Today's the first day out of the box for my computer, Truman Bubbles. If you look beyond the monitor, out the giant window, there's trees. And thistle. On our first morning here, last Monday, we were serenaded by sheep. We're not in Edinburgh any more. Isla's been … Continue reading I Should Be Writing