More of a journey than a gateway

I have been scraping our rusty and paint-flaked garden gate. This gate dates back to 1880, the same date as our house. I wonder how many folk have opened and … Continue reading More of a journey than a gateway

For my mum and dad

These films about Edinburgh are for my mum and dad. Mrs Picken, an elderly widow, who day after day, year after year, left an apple on her window-sill for me … Continue reading For my mum and dad