Kennetpans, an estate on the river Forth near the Kincardine Bridge, used to belong to my grandfather’s grandfather, Bob Scott (the man standing tall in a hat). Here is my … Continue reading ‘Like the deck of a ship’
My mother’s family made – and lost – a fortune through marmalade. My father’s family, whisky smugglers, went on to become bankers. [This photograph features our cat Domino sleeping beside … Continue reading With cream . . .