Something very special

For my recent birthday my brother-in-law gave me a bottle of whisky. I was told that it was not for drinking as it is a very old blend [I do … Continue reading Something very special

With cream . . .

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 … Continue reading With cream . . .

The birds are singing in the orchard

I have just read The Cherry Orchard, a play by Anton Chekhov. My mind was taken back to my childhood: to Drumdruills and the orchards of the Scott family: