Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Wildlife
I wrote a wee while ago about mice in our house. In the end, we caught five of the little rodents (tiny, they were, like a 50p piece). Yesterday there was a big froggy toady jumpy thing in the stair, much bigger than a 50p piece. All this cold wet weather's driving them indoors. And making me jumpy - how can such a small thing give such big frights?
Sunday, October 23, 2005
Evidence of the beard
Pictured here atop the Eiffel Tower. Last time we went to Paris they closed the top level of the tower while we were queueing. Top of A's list for this visit was to get to the top. We almost didn't - leisurely breakfasting and Batobusing along the river saw us again arriving at peak time, but by taking the stairs, we made it up just before it closed for 2 hrs. Phew.
More photos of Paris.
It's grey and wintry here in Edinburgh. A good day for being warm and cosy inside. Our dining table in the bay window makes a good vantage point for the birds feasting on windfall apples in our neighbour's garden - so I get to keep in touch with nature without getting wet.
More photos of Paris.
It's grey and wintry here in Edinburgh. A good day for being warm and cosy inside. Our dining table in the bay window makes a good vantage point for the birds feasting on windfall apples in our neighbour's garden - so I get to keep in touch with nature without getting wet.
Thursday, October 20, 2005
what's that on your lip?
This post's for any Taylor readers out there. Just saw cousin Chris on the telly, sporting exceedingly dodgy moustache and excellent salesman patter. It was an arts feature on Ch 4 news, on the Zoo art fair.
Facial hair has recently been rediscovered by A. too - he's currently sporting a full ginger number - and reports today that colleagues are following the trend he has set. Or are keeping their chins warm for winter. Or something.
Facial hair has recently been rediscovered by A. too - he's currently sporting a full ginger number - and reports today that colleagues are following the trend he has set. Or are keeping their chins warm for winter. Or something.
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
my wee sister
Is much taller than me. Here we are on the Isle of Skye, approaching the weird and fantastic Fairy Glen. Yes, I am wearing pink tartan wellies. They were indespensible in the many peatbogs we trudged through while on the Isle of Lewis.
There are many more adventures to write about (not least the moose in our hoose...which became two and then three. Their addiction to chocolate spread was their undoing...) but we have to get up at 4.30 tomorrow morning cos we fly to France and away from the mice. More when I get back from Paris next week...
There are many more adventures to write about (not least the moose in our hoose...which became two and then three. Their addiction to chocolate spread was their undoing...) but we have to get up at 4.30 tomorrow morning cos we fly to France and away from the mice. More when I get back from Paris next week...
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