My Island Diaries: Armadale, Skye

Are We There Yet? I can't say much about my third hair and make-up trial. Because y'know, my future husband reads this blog. But I will say: Jackpot! He's a lucky man. After I slapped myself in the face with make-up remover, I let him back in the living-room. We were waiting to go to … Continue reading My Island Diaries: Armadale, Skye

The Oma Does Edinburgh

You may remember that we have a house guest. We've taken him out with us almost everywhere since his arrival. Here is photographic evidence of The Oma’s adventures so far: Hugging some cider at Sofi's: Offering me a rose. Possibly drunk here: Zombie coffee is good for hangovers: More coffee at Artisan Roast.  He appreciated … Continue reading The Oma Does Edinburgh

My Island Diaries: Mull

Wherein I get fresh air and new perspectives, remember promises and maybe change my mind. Edinburgh - Glasgow, holiday o’clock. Sarge turns on all the lights in our bedroom to make sure I am actually awake. We have cupcakes for breakfast.  They are neither red nor velvet. I put on striped socks, a museum t-shirt … Continue reading My Island Diaries: Mull