Folks

Maw and paw in the 60s. I found this when I nipped in for a cuppa in an old frame by the hall window with yellowed plastic hiding the photie.

I was by the hall window as I was watching for them. They weren’t in, they were at Morrison’s. In their van.

Nearly sixty years later, they’re really just the same.

So glad and so lucky to have them.

Second day dinner tastes just as good

It was flickering in the clouds all night. It’s just amazing, it seems as likely as getting a brocken spectre from the top deck of a bus. We can see the aurora borealis from a well lit street in central Scotland.

I jumped down to the beach, got some ropey video, took some shoddy photies and grinned my face warm as the frost crept out of the shadows.
I can see the green glow over the Cowal hills, it’s right there and I can see the spots of the flickers above the bridge against the urban glow.

I might never see this again in my life but I’ll try and remember these two nights, this’ll help with that I hope.