Screaming quietly
My two-week quarantine came to an end on Saturday only for the new Covid-19 restrictions to start on the same day. Being confined felt like being at sea. If you’ve never worked on a ship or an oil platform, then just imagine a total lockdown …
A friend of this page, Ken Muspratt of Grapes wine bar on the Marina, suggested that I should offer his wine recommendations to serve with my dishes. Let’s hope this becomes a regular feature. Personally, I started drinking wine during my student days back in …
In these days of total Covid guideline confusion, you’ll be forgiven if you don’t know your face mask from your elbow. During my Spanish break which sadly came to an end last weekend, I often found myself gasping for air behind a cloth face mask …
Who on Earth would travel abroad during an epidemic knowing full well that on their return to the country, they would be subjected to a strict quarantine? Well, due to force of habit, I have rarely missed a September trip to sunny Spain for many …
As a kid, living on a farm, the month of September always brought Autumnal melancholy with it as it signified our return to school and the dark evenings. But it also augured a generous bounty. Lovely bunches of sweet grapes from our vine, juicy figs …
Feeling blue about leaving Fife without having had the chance of cycling more than 500 yards due to a buckled wheel, I decided to head down to Northumberland. Reluctantly bypassing Edinburgh, I joined the road down the Golf Coast, a region peppered with, as the …