Wild is free, wild is cool, Coolio cool. A bracing, tingling, ice sizzle, enveloping, sometimes skull freezing experience. Cascading water and lush green over-hanging trees. You can almost kid yourself, these past few weeks that the Birks of Aberfeldy, a forest leading up to a magnificent waterfall that inspired Rabbie Burns, was, in fact, a […]
A Job in the Country
So you’ve arrived. You’ve enjoyed the surroundings, bought the house and decorated, got the kids sorted, at nursery or in school, and you’re thinking you want something else now, a job. Something to go out to and see other people. You remember that was what was quite nice about a job. You’d like the cash, […]
What is Home?
I bet you remember, like me, if you’ve seen the film E.T. him saying the iconic words ‘E.T. phone home’ Although at first refusing to see it, but when I did, I was swept up and touched by a sense of longing for something, but I didn’t know what. A memory, set in stone, reportedly […]
A Farmer’s Crop
As I took a drive out of the small town I had been for a year. A place of rest, rehabilitation, care and community. Cared for – after a tricky divorce and caring, I like to think of my parents, during lockdown, in a place of high mountains and clear tumbling waters. As I drove […]
What’s this clan thing, then?
You might notice there’s an awful lot of Macs in the country, MacDonalds, MacGregors, etc., when you first take a wander down the local high street. Most of them would appear to be random or old names, and this is true – on one level. There has been here a MacDonald Market Gardener in olden […]
Hello and Welcome
Thank you for taking the time to visit my blog! I’m Ailsa, made in Perthshire, raised south of the border on the outskirts of London town. Up and down over the years and finally drawn back like an umbilical cord that has never been cut. I think I’ve gathered a few bits of info over […]
