It’s a Dog’s Life…

(Return to Dalmally) The annual Richard family party at “the Auld Cameron Place” approaches, and music will, as is traditional, be played. Rumour has it that something approaching a permanent stage area is now in situ, a far cry from our ramshackle construction of pallets back the year dot. ” That doesn’t look very safe..”Continue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

It’s a Dog’s Life…

(warranty) Sometimes it;s pressure of work (mostly shifts) that keeps me away, this time it was pressure of life. I could talk about organising a festival in my garden, and the astonishing performance by the weather gods (sounds like a 70’s prog rock group). I could talk about the delights of arriving at A&E atContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

It’s a Dog’s Life…

(Extreme… Language) I’m sure it comes to everyone sometimes. In a late night conversation over a couple of glasses (bottles?) of sherry, you stumble into the edge of the English language. Now it’s a very broad field, with it’s Latin, Germanic, and Norman roots and an Empires worth of borrow words, but still, there areContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”