The Dogs

If you don’t follow me on social media then, dear reader, you will probably not have noticed that I now co-habit with two dogs (and their Mum, it was a package deal). Their names are Sasha and Dave, they are Staffordshire Bull Terriers, and they are the most adorable weird furry little things and I am utterly smitten with both of them. I grew up with a golden retriever. My parents got her not long after I was born, photos of me crawling to steal and chew on the young pups bones exist, and for the first 15 years of my life there was always a dog around, mooching for biscuits, and generally falling asleep and lying in the most …

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Holidays are coming

The flights are booked, I’ve already got my packing list started, and we’re sorting out what things we might do when we get there. We fly in to New York, and then drive up to Boston for a day or so. Then we have a couple of days to pootle around Cape Cod, Providence, Hartford et al, before we head for Manhattan. A few days in the big apple and then on to Staten Island (for a wedding). So far we’ve got a day at Six Flags booked for some rollercoaster fun, an afternoon of kayaking in the lakes near Cape Cod, and plenty of time to wander and explore the towns we will be staying in before we head …

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Holiday weekending

More by happenstance than any form of planning, this past holiday weekend was a busy one, and ohhh so very good! On Friday one of my best friends was in town which means beers and tasty foods (courtesy of Platform). it’s always good when we congregate, much laughter and nonsense, including curing my hiccups; the trick is to stand arms outstretched, chest out, and let someone help you take a couple of sips of beer/water, then a deep breath, and you are cured. It actually worked, although by that point in the evening, trusting it wasn’t a prank was not easy! Saturday and we head out with Dave (the socialable one) to the Glasgow Vet school Rodeo! We met my …

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Draft Posts

I have a habit of starting to write posts but not finishing them and then complaining (to myself) that I don’t have anything to write about. The moment will pass and then a few days later the urge will come rolling back in like a gentle tide and I’m back at the keyboard, typing out yet more nonsense to post on this blog. My approach to writing blog posts hasn’t really changed in the past 20 years – which says something in and of itself – I get an idea, I start typing and don’t stop until I stop. I tend not to plan what I write, preferring to just get some words in place, hoping that I can rearrange …

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Six by Nico: Paris

Bonjour mes amis, le moment est venu de revoir le dernier menu du Six by Nico. Cette fois-ci, nous visitons Paris!* Don’t worry, I won’t be testing your translation skills any further. I’d heard good things about this menu and managed to sneak in to try it before it disappears at the end of the week; Six by Nico is still proving popular enough that we could only get a table at 9pm on a Tuesday night! FRENCH ONION – Braised Onion / Compte Espuma / Brown Butter Croutons COQ AU VIN – Chicken Terrine / Crispy Bacon / Soubisse PETIT POIS A LA FRANCAIS – Slow Cooked Egg / Pea / Charred Gem / Ham BOUILLABAISSE – Sole / …

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The latest doohickeys

My Dad is a bit of a gadget fiend. From the colouring change LED light in the toilet (it hangs inside the toilet, lighting up the bowl…) to a myriad of motion sensing lights, web cams, and remote-controlled stuff, he is always happy finding little whatnots and thingymajigs to make things a little easier/better in their home. I think it’s safe to say it’s bordering on an addiction. What can I say, the man loves a rummage in a pound shop and it seems like every time I visit my parents there is something new he wants to show me. It’s not just physical gadgets either as this addiction extends to the number of applications he has installed on his …

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Returning to the routine

It’s been almost two months since we moved into our new home and we are starting to settle in and figure out what our routines are, which means I’m also figuring out how to make time to get back into some of the things I used to do when I was living alone to make sure there is a balance (something that is important to both of us). That said a lot of my new routine involves the two little dogs I now live with and who I utterly adore (as those on my Instagram can attest) but that’s just a very welcome bonus! I can tell things are starting to settle down because I’m starting to get back some …

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Stalled

I’d just finished baking the cake. I’d let it cool, iced it, and slipped it onto a tray. I picked it up, turned round and stood transfixed as it slid from the tray to the floor with a dull splat. Such is the analogy I’m using to sum up last week as, not long after my previous post about getting fit and healthy again, I was beset by man-flu (shut up, it’s a thing!). I’m getting past the worst of it now but ugh, talk about great timing… It has made me realise how much I need a level of routine though, these past few weeks without any real structure to my leisure time has left me a bit disjointed. …

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Back to fitness

I’ve not been to the gym for a couple of months whilst I get my hip and ankle issues sorted. Shockwave treatment worked a charm, and physio is going well so far which leaves me confident of getting back to some level of fitness sooner rather than later. I don’t do New Year resolutions but will admit I did have some soft goals for the year around shifting a little weight; specifically with a trip to New York in June and my sisters wedding in August as milestones so as I hadn’t been able to exercise as much as I wanted, I was starting to feel a bit meh about myself. And now it’s March (March!) and with a tentative …

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The more you see, the more you see

It is such a lovely shade of blue. Tiny sparkles bloomed as the early spring sun danced off the bonnet as I walked towards it, key fob in hand. A short press of a button brought bright amber flashes to signal that my new car was unlocked and waiting for me. It’s a Mazda3 in Blue Reflex Mica if you must know. The colour isn’t important for this tale though, but the model is. I drove it out of the garage and turned and headed West. A first drive deserves to be more than the journey home, and I had plans to head to Helensburgh, savour it’s views of the Clyde then turn and head up over the hills to …

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