FFB: A Far Cry from Kensington by Muriel Spark

I don’t know why I put this off so long: maybe it was knowing it was set in the publishing world. That sort of roman à clef doesn’t usually appeal to me much — possibly because there is nothing much that will surprise me about the publishing world anymore. But dashing off on the train to…

Dundee Botanic Gardens

The Dundee Botanic Gardens: delights aplenty, a penguin and more. Many pix on the ‘book if you trawl there.  

FFB: The Comforters by Muriel Spark

I have been filling in some of the holes I didn’t even know I had in my readings of Spark on her 100th birthday year. I have not been disappointed. Don’t make my mistake: read everything of hers. Compounding the audacity of The Driver’s Seat (which really every crime writer needs to read especially) I at…

Sunday Shenanigans

Lots to catch up on — pictures, posts, reviews — but in the mean time, it’s family day. Half off sale is still on at Smashwords and hoping for some reviews of HBW5 soon! More wanderings tomorrow —

Smiles of a Summer Night (and Day)

I am back in Dundee so life has improved immensely. Yes, still busy (week two of a three-week online intensive, one review written and sent, a couple of deadlines looming) but I have played with the Executive Princess, slept soundly, finished a book I’ve been reading in bits, and started watching the final series of Bron/Broen/The…

Edinburgh: National Gallery

I love the story of Callum. I can’t recall if you weren’t allowed to photograph the Turner watercolours that are only on display in January, or if I was just too busy looking at them. I got the catalogue. It took me until the Bacon and Turner exhibit to understand his appeal, but I get…

Edinburgh: A Cold Morning

Miss Wendy and I arrived at night and had a terrific meal at Howie’s Waterloo which included a divine cullen skink and gave me the chance to say ‘I’ll have the pheasant’ which is not too common for me. In the morning we started with the Old Calton Burial Ground, which I visited on my…

Dundee Summer

In which I sigh because I am there no longer: yeah, mostly that crazy girl. Camera loves her.

Supernatural Scotland

Friday’s voyage to Edinburgh was a delight. I attended the IASH workshop ‘The Supernatural in Early Modern Scotland’ (thanks to Cailleach’s Herbarium for the alert). It was a bit tricky finding the Institute due to both construction and its rather hidden corner, but I only missed the very beginning. I thought I might feel a…

Charcoal Burners, Black Sails & Magic

Admittedly I’ve not left the house since I got here, but don’t let my indolence fool you! I am ready to rise to the opportunity and sure enough, I will be. Thanks to Cailleach’s Herbarium mentioning it on Facebook, I got on the waitlist and now have ticket in hand to attend ‘The Supernatural in…