BEUL NA h-UAMHA

BELNAHUA – MOUTH OF THE CAVE One of the four main Slate Islands of the Firth of Lorn, Belnahua is situated in the middle of open water with Mull to the north, Easdale five miles to the east and Scarba to the south.  The small, deserted island is still dominated by the great quarry at …

Che or Chevvies? – Cuba’s Dilemma

“Communism sucks!”, so said the well-heeled and well-travelled English NHS Consultant as we discussed the state of Cuba during my recent trip there.  “Capitalism sucks too though,” I retorted, on reflection, rather too defensively.  “I know where I’d rather live…” he said.  The truth is poverty sucks wherever you live.  As members of a party …

A Woman’s Place – Spring in Crete

This article appeared in The Lennox Herald on 2 April 2015 In April, A Woman’s Place relocated high in the Apokoronas region of western Crete in the foothills of the White Mountains.  April is a good time to speak of brighter things and sunnier climes.  Far from Scotland’s pantone grey, these bright breezy hillsides are exploding …

Rhuba Phoil – Skye’s Forest Garden

Rubha Phoil – Sleat’s Forest Garden Skye Permaculture Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world. Indeed it is the only thing that ever has. Margaret Mead It would be hard to miss the colourful entrance to Rubha Phoil – Skye Permaculture when you step off the ferry from …

GlasgowAnni Back On-Grid!

Hello again to any faithful remaining followers of GlasgowAnni.  My blog took the hit from a prolonged spell ‘off grid’ and refusing to pay data roaming charges.  I am now back at the Gladgrind after a joyful summer swanning around the alliterative edges of these fair Isles – in Cornwall, Kintyre, Cape Clear Island (off …

Afghanistan – Land of Sand and Contradiction

On learning of the destruction of the Great Buddha of Bamiyan in March 2001 Afghanistan is a land of continuity and contradiction:  stark yet beautiful, hospitable yet treacherous.  It is the essence and colour of the barest earth.  Its people, even in extremis  adorn their surroundings and themselves with colour and jewels.   Its most precious …

A perfect summer racket! Summer on Tiree

If it’s a summer’s day of peace and quiet you’re after, you won’t find the latter on the outermost of the innermost of the Hebrides.  You can’t escape the racket.  Best heard from your bicycle on a summer day bowling along the low-rise contours of Tiree, this innermost of the Atlantic’s easternmost islands. Tubby, almost-grown …

The Return of the Crone?

“They say you walk  about in that caravan naked.”  So says smiling Willie from the palatial static in the row along from mine, the one known as ‘Millionaire’s Row’.  I am incredulous. Some facts:  my 1970s towing caravan, newly pitched on the site in Argyll this summer, is 12ft long from its back lights to its …