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Nearly Done

Aberdeenshire has elected to go for ‘wintry drizzle’ this morning – not my first choice for our last Sunday North of the border, but at least there is a certain amount of consistency in the choice.  568 more words

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Of course I'm working

Greetings dear reader and welcome to the sun-drenched loveliness of the Rectory at Folla Rule.

You join me today in the garden, next to the fish-less pond, with views across the rolling fields of Aberdeen, where even the crows’ cacophony cannot blemish this spectacular spot; although I am ghoulishly confident that if I sit still long enough, one or more of them will take a dump on me in due course.   871 more words

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Limbo

Apparently, a dissociative disorder is a mental health condition that alters a person’s sense of reality.  Presented with this specific and incontrovertible internet-based diagnosis, I must conclude that I have one. 575 more words

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Time and Tide

I’m quite tired of the smell of Jeyes fluid if I’m honest.

As you approach the house from the garage, there’s a spot on the drive-way which completely reeks of said disinfectant where bikes, boxes and other embuggerances have been thrashed to death with pressure washers before being lavished with the gardeners anti-fungal cleaner of choice to the point that it makes your eyes water.  973 more words

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Transport Trauma

It’s a long way to Southampton from Aberdeen.  But as previously noted here, cars will not ship themselves, (and to be honest, it takes a bit of encouragement to get any bugger to ship them for you) and so away to Southampton we did roll.  1,028 more words

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The Shipping Forecast

Not quite so much the BBC’s rounded tones predicting water-based weather “Cromarty, Forties, Bight; Force 10, gusting 12 etc” but rather more along the lines of Del-might-have-been-inhaling-helium ‘what the bloody hell is wrong with you people????’…… 536 more words

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Motion is NOT necessarily progress

I’m not exactly sure why 06:15 was the waking moment this morning.  It could have been the snoring (don’t worry love, I’ll pretend it was me – no-one will ever know).  593 more words

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