Life in Fife: A walk to mark the weekend

A quick blog based on yesterday’s evening stroll and the notes I took afterwards in a journal, scrawled vertically whilst lying in bed before midnight. The sky was hazy, like viewing it through condensation on glass. ‘Walk?’ B messaged me. We hadn’t done this yet, but this notion we had before we moved to Fife was that we’d spend summer nights up the hill behind … Continue reading Life in Fife: A walk to mark the weekend

How to spend a weekend in Aberdeen

Advertisement | This post is sponsored by the lovely folk at VisitAberdeenshire. We’re not long back from a sunny weekend in Aberdeen on Scotland’s east coast. You may have noticed on Instagram that this was a sponsored trip; I was invited to cover Aberdeen’s Jazz Festival by the region’s tourist board but aside from those events, I had a free pass to explore the granite … Continue reading How to spend a weekend in Aberdeen

Life in Fife: Little signs of spring

Yesterday we hiked up the hill behind our house. I say hike because this crag is far from a leisurely weekend stroll: the first part sees the walker take on a steep, leaf-lined trail before meeting a welcome flat pasture; from there, a grassy cattle road is joined and soon he or she is pointed in the direction of what is essentially a cow-trodden hillside, … Continue reading Life in Fife: Little signs of spring

Life in Fife: It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas

This is our first Christmas since moving north, across the river, to Fife. And here’s a long-overdue life update: I feel happier; less hurried. Each weekday I commute home from Edinburgh, switching off as soon as I close the door. Things have recalibrated—they had begun to at the start of the year, as I mentioned in this blog post—but since we moved, even more so. … Continue reading Life in Fife: It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas

Short and sweet: That Friday feeling

This week has felt like the trials for an athletic event, albeit for the working mind. I’m in the qualifying stages, each day aiming to hit the required deadline, and only just making the mark. I have genuinely been leaving work with the blushed skin that follows exercise-induced breathlessness; the ink on my to-do list drying in the darkness. How tired I am. It’s been … Continue reading Short and sweet: That Friday feeling