Drostan’s Tears

Some way past Ellon, following the now muddy path which the Formartine and Buchan Way had become after a night and a day of successive bands of thunder storms, I asked her: "So, this walk of ours, from Aberdeen to Mill of Aden, if it's something of a pilgrimage as you suggest, then why are … Continue reading Drostan’s Tears



This past week we reached a milestone in our nuclear family of six: for the first time ever we are all employed to a lesser or greater extent.  In keeping with the times, most of us are working part-time.  But we have jobs none-the-less; something to be thankful for in these economically troubled times. The … Continue reading Jobs