48 Hours: my father and I

This is a true story and not a very cheerful one, you might think, though it does have its moments of redemption. On Good Friday this year I left Orkney for a month, my longest absence since moving here six years ago. I did not want to leave Orkney behind, or Mrs Brown (Kathie Touin),Continue reading “48 Hours: my father and I”

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How did we get here? Via Paris, actually…

So here we are, in Orkney. Time speeds by and, amazingly, come April it will be four years since our move here from London. A Californian woman and an Englishman. How did we get here? And, as we are often asked, how did we meet in the first place? I will explain. And along theContinue reading “How did we get here? Via Paris, actually…”

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