A Doric poem
I wrote this poem ower twanty years ago. It is aboot a wee babblin’ burn still flowin’ in hills beyont aiveryday time. Naebody mynds Aultdrachty noo, though lood it rattles … Continue reading A Doric poem
being and becoming in the world
This is a book I have published about Royal deeside and a small, lost and forgotten glen – Glen Girnock – that nestles between Balmoral cartle and Birkhall.
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I wrote this poem ower twanty years ago. It is aboot a wee babblin’ burn still flowin’ in hills beyont aiveryday time. Naebody mynds Aultdrachty noo, though lood it rattles … Continue reading A Doric poem
This letter was printed in the Scotsman 31 October 1996:
In the University of St Andrews photographic collection came across this delightful photograph taken on the approach to Airlie castle in 1890. It would be fun to write a short … Continue reading Bonnie Airlie
Being a magpie in old archives can be serendipitous. In the Aberdeen Press and Journal of 18 May 1985, this poem in Doric, titled Long Journey back was shared: At … Continue reading Long journey back