Retro Dundee: A peek into the 60s, 70s and 80s

What the heck are clackers? Why are Lenin and Stalin staring down from this Scottish city’s town hall? Is that David Bowie? Continue reading “Retro Dundee: A peek into the 60s, 70s and 80s”

Bonfire Night: Scotland

Pop. Pop. Kipow. Screeeaaachhhh! Pop. Pop. Poppoppopopopopop. Pop……..

The crowd woops and cheers as the announcer jumps to his mike and shouts out a send off. As the crowd thins I gaze over at the empty sky. Something was different about these fireworks. What was it?

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ZOMBIES RUN AMOK!!!!!

HAPPY HALLOWEEEEEEENNNNNN EVERYONNEEEEE!!!!!!

While J and I were in Perth, Scotland yesterday there was a zombie outbreak!!!! Fortunately, the locals are quite used to wrangling zombies so they corralled them into a corridor!

Unfortunately…. that was our way out! Eeek! I had my camera rolling! Check out the scary fun!

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Biking from Dundee to Abroath

It rained, oh it rained. But we were lucky. Up over the next hill, beside a lonely tree, a rainbow dashed across the sky. I broke into a shattered version of Somewhere Over the Rainbow as my bicycle gleefully broke through the puddles splattered across the trail.

“I’m playing puddle-dodger and you’re well… failing!” J piped up as I zigzag across the path.

No I’m succeeding! was all that was going through my mind. I’m hitting every target! Continue reading “Biking from Dundee to Abroath”

Climbing Ben Venue, Scotland

The land slurped up my boots with each step. Squish. Squish. Squelch. A bizarre thought whipped through my mind—the soggy ground was french-kissing my feet. And it was doing a terrible job.

I shuddered, shooing the idea away. It was my first adventure into a bog and I wasn’t about to let my imagination construct a weird relationship between us. The rain coated me in a shimmering shield, not that the sun was out to give it a shine. Why was I climbing this mountain again?

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Exploring Anglesey Abbey

The meadow was bathed with sunlight. The grass tickled as I wiggled to wake up my legs. A trimmed lawn enclosed by sharply shaped hedges stretched out from my feet. The landscaping was as neat as the facial-hair sculpting on hipsters. I marveled at the sheer manpower this scene must have demanded. Someone would have had to mow lawns, cut the hedges, trim the trees, organized the gardens, cleared the paths and washed the bizarre urns scattered about the property. Then this team would have had to wrestled back nature again. And again. And again. What kind of awesome power could possibly maintain this idyllic sanctuary?

I leaned back. Ah yes. Money.

So how was I lounging on a rich man’s lawn? Read on dear visitor, read on. Continue reading “Exploring Anglesey Abbey”

Turkish Ebru Art: An Introduction

A while back I had a chance to make some Turkish ebru art! It was a long-time dream and I’d watched YouTube videos on the subject hundreds of times. When I found an artist who was willing to talk about and show me the technique I hopped around the house with glee!

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Why Dover Castle Is Cooler Than Other Castles

Wow. Were medieval rooms really this… colourful? I tipped my head quizzically, as though I thought a new angle would correct what spread before me. Vibrant red, blue and gold encircled the room. It hung from the walls, sprawled across the floor and extended toward me on islands of furniture.

“Colour was expensive. Only the homes of nobles and royalty would have been adorned in these rich colours,” my partner, J, said over my shoulder.

And yet, right then, vibrancy floated freely around the room on the backs of the modern visitors to this medieval scene.

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Taumata-what?

On Tuesday I decided to do something very British—I went for a walk in the rain. With my partner strolling along at my side we explored parks and desolate rail tracks covered in scraggly vines. We wandered through shrubs and slipped through squelching mud, climbed bridges and jumped over puddles. Despite only wandering slightly afield we found an adventure and the most unlikely of thoughts popped into my head.

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How Do People Get Rid Of Baby Teeth Around The World?

Hello all! This post is inspired by a question that once popped into my head. I was just sitting around, minding my own business when suddenly out of the blue I began to wonder what children around the world do with their loose baby teeth. Do they all put their teeth under their pillow like I grew up with? Does everyone have their own version of the tooth fairy? Is there a global tooth economy?

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