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Cardboard, cardboard and (yet more) cardboard
You just can’t imagine how much crap there is choking up the house. For a start off, the people who sold us the house did a far from stellar job in removing their…
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Taking stock
This was going to be R’s last day here before he had to go back to his lonely vigil. We tried to take stock of the house as well as doing as much…
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In which Amber gives us a fright
So come mid-afternoon R set off back to Donich Lodge. Before this is all over, he will never want to see the A83 again. Oh hold on – did he ever want to…
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Goodbye to all that
So the sun finally sets for me over Donich Lodge. Today I am moving my permanent base to Castlebank to join J (although it is my intention to return one more time to…
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An uncomfortable night
Today Pickford’s took a big proportion of our life, put it in a van and drove away with it. This sounds melodramatic, but in fact it genuinely was a bit traumatic. For a…
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The Cable Man Cometh
R and I got up early and made our way to Cupar. We have tried a different way every time we have been, and today we went across the Kincardine Bridge. I had…
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Bonny Dundee
I was hoping it would be a nice day to make the most of the fantastic view there would have been if the sun was shining. It wasn’t. J headed off back to…
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In which we explore Cupar and get our keys
J and I got up at the crack of dawn and got a taxi to Arrochar to catch the 7:10am train to Glasgow. With the insouciance of fate, R was away at a…
