Love me tender
Yesterday, the kindest of land owners took me more than a mile up the hill to Shielbrae. Year-after-year Shielbrae won every award for its Tups: Love me tender: To play … Continue reading Love me tender
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Yesterday, the kindest of land owners took me more than a mile up the hill to Shielbrae. Year-after-year Shielbrae won every award for its Tups: Love me tender: To play … Continue reading Love me tender
A year ago I had a short stay in Aberdeenshire. It felt like returning home. May 2021: I had a short break in Aberdeenshire staying in the Aberdeen Arms, Tarland … Continue reading a year ago
Lochrie farm, Glenkindie, Strathdon. The Atmosphere. Jist aifter lunch, on the first day of a new year, ootside yer front door you suddenly drapped deid. John Glennie, as the shepherd … Continue reading The ATMOSPHERE
I recently read Father and Son by the writer and poet Edmund Gosse. This ‘memoir’ was written in 1907 and subtitled ‘a study of two temperaments.’ I was reminded of … Continue reading Told with an evident truth as unflinching as it is tender