A Terminal Conversation
there aren’t many boundaries in chats with a four-year-olds
there aren’t many boundaries in chats with a four-year-olds
Grandson 1 showed me a lump on his forehead next morning — he blamed me because I threw it, I blamed him because he didn't catch it, and it was right there. We both laughed. Okay hurt happens, but it’s a good hurt.
All you need is a well matured steak from an artisan butcher and this simple cooking method
Yes, 4 Weeks Today You can't start the next chapter if you keep re-reading the last one … We're moving to the East Neuk of Fife. It is full of history…
Human Beans, a joyous repast Part of the secret of success in life is to eat what you like and let the food fight it out inside.” Mark Twain Beans,…
What do you get when you combine Edinburgh New Town, a toddler and a grandpa she calls 'Mac'?
Revelation I wasn’t expecting a revelation on the bus. Imagine, my first trip from Glasgow to Ayr on the X77 express. It’s a pretty hot ticket, if not for the…
No Santa? After a bright smile of greeting, my grandson's broad, innocent face clouded with distress. When he hugged me he whispered, through a choking sob. "There's no Santa." "Of course…