“Oh! on Coronation Day, on Coronation Day/ We’ll have a spree, a jubilee/ And shout Hip Hip Hooray…” No, that’s not from the book of Ecclesiastes, as you might expect, but instead it’s a music hall song from 1901. And we’ve been singing it on repeat here at Reid Towers to celebrate the coronation […]
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All in all, I suppose, it could have been worse. I survived my week of antibiotics (the bucket unused) and watched the swelling in my elbow diminish from the size of a tennis ball to a crab apple, then a golf ball, and finally to something resembling a rather squishy marble. There’s another swelling […] 
“So,” the doctor said, reading from her computer screen, “it says here you’re allergic to penicillin.” She looked at me thoughtfully. “Now, when it says allergic…?” “Red spots from the nave to the chaps,” I said, “human sacrifice! Dogs and cats living together! Mass hysteria!” “Ah.” The doctor consulted her screen again. “Well, luckily […] 
The coast of Caithness is dotted with little harbours, many of them ruined and abandoned now, or else on life support, home to maybe a solitary boat or two fishing for lobster. Yet once they were a base for whole fleets of fishing boats, and great three-masted schooners, that in photographs look like something […] It being Easter, and spring having finally arrived, a little rusted after all the rain, we took a trip up to John O’Groats. John O’Groats is famously the most northerly settlement on the mainland of Britain. (Dunnet Head, a few miles up the coast, is actually a little further north; but as it basically […] |
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