A friendship in letters
Presently, I am reading the letters written by, and exchanged between, Robert Louis Stevenson and J. M. Barrie. In life they never met. Gosh, I would have loved to have … Continue reading A friendship in letters
being and becoming in the world
Presently, I am reading the letters written by, and exchanged between, Robert Louis Stevenson and J. M. Barrie. In life they never met. Gosh, I would have loved to have … Continue reading A friendship in letters
I have recently come across this account of the ancient history of Drumdruills, which in my grandfather’s time was a fruit orchard. The etymology of Drumdruills is still being revealed, … Continue reading A most ancient place
My Granny, Constance Gibson, was born in Dunblane in 1908. It is likely that she would have remembered this Chemist shop. I cannot ask my Granny about her childhood as … Continue reading a garden above High Street
On Monday I took a walk along the Allan Water towards Stirling and it’s castle. Leaving Mossgrove, I passed the play-park where children are currently no longer free to play … Continue reading Sandy Islet