Archive for July, 2006

Under the ground

Sunday, July 30th, 2006

Today we revisited one of our favourite parts of the world, the North Pennines. We were meeting an acquaintance of the Northern Professor’s who has been creating a set of installations at Killhope Mining Museum http a visit of ceremony, after the NP had written a catalogue essay, and so forth. Most of the works […]

Over the Frontier

Friday, July 28th, 2006

I am sitting looking out at the Solway under bright blue skies, with sheep choffing under the windows, making a surprising amount of noise. We got away yesterday, Dr Biswell having meanwhile arrived to hold the fort, and have taken refuge with the Man from Maryport. We were out of the house at half past […]

Food for Thought

Sunday, July 23rd, 2006

I was just looking at the BBC webnews, and found the following: ‘Weight loss can be a sign that a woman will develop dementia in the future, US researchers have discovered. ‘ I rest my case.

the sky is darkening

Saturday, July 22nd, 2006

Miss Kit said there was going to be a storm, there was. She was rushing about like Chicken Little, going WORRAWORRAWORRA; I can only think that atmospheric pressure got into her ears. The storm has yet to eventuate, but the sky has gone a uniform lilac, i.e. a quite definite shade of light purple. I […]


Friday, July 21st, 2006

We are worried about the lake, again. After this unusually hot, dry spell, the burn is naturally way down. But above & beyond that, our upstream neighbour has acres under potatoes, so he is pumping tons and tons of water out of the burn in order to irrigate his crops. The lake is two feet […]

Denmark 4, Scotland 1

Thursday, July 20th, 2006

There has been so much going on of one kind and another that it is only now, about a month late, that I can file my report of the last international match at football which I attended, which was an art event in which a team of Scottish artists played a team of Danish artists […]


Monday, July 17th, 2006

We ended up having a glorious inauguration of the new bridge to Twisby Island. I bought a cream cake (wasn’t time to make, we were in the uni most of the day). But it was a sponge with jam and real cream which is to say, a proper party cake. The actual bridgebuilders and ourselves […]

Perfect Day

Sunday, July 16th, 2006

It is the sunniest day to happen in the north-east for quite some time. As chance would have it, we were booked in for a day on the Laird of Towie’s boat. We went off to the Whitehills marina mid-morning to find a thirty-foot wooden yacht and a cheerful mariner in shorts: the Laird was, […]


Thursday, July 6th, 2006

In the course of yesterday evening, the Professor burst in with the announcement that ‘we have a neo-Georgian emergency on our hands.’ What this translated into was that one urn and two bases which we have had on order from Haddonstone since last December had finally turned up, and a nice bloke called Calum was […]


Wednesday, July 5th, 2006

Dr Biswell returned last night at about half past one (which as historic Biswellian arrivals goes, is really quite early). It was strangely cold yesterday, and the mist came down; by midnight, there was a cold fog. The trees on the lawn are still hung with lanterns from the midsummer party, so the Professor went […]

Small Miracle

Monday, July 3rd, 2006

We had another lightning strike yesterday; the surge protector seems to have coped with it, but my email connection became dormant, and I thought I had lost it. This, by the way, is still the beta computer I bought as a sort of insurance policy, the Toshiba has not yet been replaced —- our insurers […]