Archive for January, 2007

Small local tragedy

Wednesday, January 31st, 2007

The Professor and I have been in Edinburgh for a couple of days, and have come back to the kind of thing which happens, but you wish it didn’t. The Apparitional Gamekeeper’s Apprentice — springer spaniel pup — was taken to the vet for a check-up, and the vet, as kindly as possible, pronounced […]

General apology

Monday, January 29th, 2007

This is an apology aimed at those who post comments which don’t appear — some comments get shuffled into the spam filter, where, every other day or thereabouts, I go through to see if there is gold among the dross (the Canadian Professor has suffered from this, due to being Canadian; on account of the […]

Liberation?

Sunday, January 28th, 2007

The household is at present, managing as best it can without Mrs Grey Cat. Everyone is crossing their fingers, because the Laird of Towie’s missus said she would like her, so she is trying her luck in the pink castle up the road. The castle is a bit near the 947 which is why they […]

Nightmares

Thursday, January 25th, 2007

The lapse in transmission has been due to the most stressful period of the entire year, examining. I have had a great many papers, and I find the whole business extraordinarily stressful. It’s the sheer dread of losing something or mistranscribing a mark. I think I have got my biggest and nastiest job away in […]

Things As They Should Be

Wednesday, January 17th, 2007

We have finally bowed to Miss Best Friend’s sense of the fitness of things, and replaced her increasingly scruffy blue nylon collar with a plain brown leather one, the Labrodoric equivalent of ‘the little black dress’. She is delighted with the thing; there’s a strong atmosphere of ‘that’s more like it’. The late Miss […]

Daring & Enterprise

Tuesday, January 16th, 2007

Like the rest of the British Isles, we have had a lot of high wind lately. And, for the last couple of year, we have been keeping an uneasy eye on an ash tree in the process of developing a spiral split. The last bad night was one too many for it, and the split […]

New Kid In Town

Sunday, January 14th, 2007

The Apparitional Gamekeeper turned up the other day with an Apprentice. He is a one year old springer spaniel with a freckled nose and soulful brown eyes — he seems a lovely little dog though doubtless when he has got over his preliminary abashedness at being out in the big world, he will spring back […]

Internalising Oppression

Saturday, January 6th, 2007

We have had a certain amount of trouble with Miss Best Friend and her metamorphosis into ‘the dog’. One manifestation of this has been an increasing tendency to rise with the dawn, come into our room (click, click, click go the claws on the floor) and stand mumping till someone gets up and lets her […]

Walking on Water

Tuesday, January 2nd, 2007

If I walk in the woods, I generally hail Miss Kit, who tends to be in the vicinity; often enough I can see her hurrying towards me through the trees, bouncing along the ground like a little orange ball. I was down that way yesterday, and shouted, as usual, and heard a sorrowful voice raised […]