Saturday, February 21, 2026

Illicit quad bike use.

Students aren't usually seen around town until ten but there are lots of youngsters around this morning heading towards the library. There's a sense of determination in the air that gives us the feeling that mid-term exams are about to take place. Of course now that exams are on the horizon and everyone's in the library the weather has markedly improved. Student time management has always seen long periods of indolence interspersed with brief bursts of manic activity.


A sign outside the candle shop would seem to support this 'exam' hypothesis.


Only one story in the newspapers.


When I say there's only one story in the papers I mean all the papers. The same photo is used on the cover of all of them. Has a single 'lucky' snap ever been so widely used ?

Elsewhere, the news broadcast has a story about American tariffs and three dissenting Supreme Court Justices. It seems not everyone is happy with this 'foolish and unpatriotic'  ruling. A final segment on the breakfast broadcast discusses whether the arrival of Ramadan will delay the drift to war in Iran. 

Here in the village preparations are underway for a car boot sale to raise money to have the bench by the notice board repaired and revarnished. The farmers sixteen year old has been seen driving his quad bike along the lane towards the potato barns at 'excessive' speed. A number of the older villagers have told his mother that it's not so much his speed as the fact he's been driving on the wrong side of the road that bothers them. " What can you do with them at that age ?" she says when she sees us. Good question and one that has faced the parents of all sixteen year olds and to this day remains unanswered.... or unanswerable. In four months he and his brother will be off to the World Cup with a group of their friends. This thought is still troubling his mother.

Friday, February 20, 2026

Dominating the news.

The morning radio bulletin abuzz with the Andrew Mountbatten-Windsor story. Listeners are told that there may now be a period of quiet while the police conduct their investigations. This will disappoint those tumbril drivers who are proponents of instant 'justice'. There is a sense that this is the biggest constitutional crisis since the abdication of Edward VIII and quite possibly since the unpleasantness with Charles 1st. One Edinburgh based commentator wonders if the closest example isn't the arrest of Mary Queen of Scots by Elizabeth . Arcana rules ! Days of deference are long gone and the monarchy must now struggle to adjust to a world of social media instant judgements. The rule of law applies equally to all in the UK which may not be the case everywhere. Mounting tensions with Iran are squeezed in at the end of the broadcast almost as an after thought although the American President has demanded the use of British bases rather than requesting it. This brusqueness is not a diplomatic norm and may be a story for later in the week.

Here in the village all this seems far away. Aconites are bursting into bloom. First the snowdrops, then the aconites and soon the daffodils. 


We buy prawns and lemon sole from the fish mongers. Scottish fish, meat and vegetables perhaps unsurprisingly score 10/10. France was close behind with an 8.5/10. However, finding good fresh fruit this far north is difficult. France got a  score of 10 but Scotland ( strawberries , apples and raspberries excluded ) gets a 2. Everything has to be frozen or chilled to get here. We dream of fresh peaches. 


The fishmonger has fried egg flavoured crisps. These do not appeal. Perhaps it's the time too early in the day ?


The farmshop has carrots. The mud that cakes them is still damp.

Thursday, February 19, 2026

Wizardry.

'This is a surprise ' says 'The Font' as we struggle through a ferocious sleet laden squall on our way back from the shore. What started off as a bright sunny morning has, in an act of Scottish meteorological wizardry, turned into an Arctic storm. Ten minutes later the weather has segued from 'unpleasant' into something merely 'uncomfortable'. We are drenched.


By the time we've changed into dry clothes and made it onto the town beach things are looking brighter. The Pomeranian lady is in good spirits and Archies owner is thinking of heading off again to Seoul to see her daughter who is in her second year at a university there. Archie remains contentedly at home . He's at that stage where he's more than happy for the younger dog to be out and about in all weathers while he dozes by the AGA.

Three coach loads of Italian tourists being deposited outside the cathedral. Coach tours are usually staid affairs. A guide with an umbrella leads a long line of indifferent sight seers along the pavement towards the university. Germans walk silently in single file, the French move in clusters. With Italian groups it's more like a performance of Tosca. People spill onto the road, some go in the wrong direction and have to be called back, others take photos. Some sprint. Some stand still. All the while they maintain a cheerful, high level buzz of conversation.


The Hebridean sheep seem completely oblivious to the weather.

The Epstein files continue to provide the newspapers with headlines. The Scottish Daily Mail front page says four police forces are now investigating Andrew Mountbatten-Windsor. On the bottom row another paper says he's being investigated by three of them. It is surprising how many people still come into the supermarket to pick up a copy of a newspaper.


Gut Punch classic Kimchi in the supermarket. What a name. This it turns out is made in Scotland. How improbable is that ? This must be a sign of peak globalisation. Who would ever have thought that Scotland would have its own Kimchi maker ?

Wednesday, February 18, 2026

Spring has sprung ?

Better weather has brought out the snowdrops. The woods around the village now  carpeted in them. Give it a few more days and the daffodils will join in. We seem to have moved from the depths of a long ,cold and dark winter into an early and balmy spring. Faced with glorious sunshine we briefly consider cancelling next weeks trip to Lisbon but decide against it. Cancelling hotels and flights is just as much of a chore as booking them. Getting your money back is even more of a challenge.


Three larks hover over the grass by the shore. Earlier in the week there was just the  one. We marvel at the way in which such small birds manage to make so much noise. From the bluff we can see all the way down the estuary to the spires of the cathedral. The pack of eleven deer that call the fields around us home have split into two. There's a larger group of eight and a smaller one of three adolescents. The group of three are down by the water grazing contentedly on seaweed.


At the dentist I'm offered a variety of stress reduction options. This offer seems a little OTT for a scaling. The dentists waiting room is decorated in those tasteful shades of grey beloved by all branches of health care. I'm not sure about the black chairs and sofa.  They have a funereal air.


There's a professor of modern political theory in the waiting room. While we wait we chat. He's reading a report from the Munich Security Conference and observes that all members of the Trump administration get standing ovations when they speak. This, it seems, is neither genuine nor spontaneous. The things you learn in dental waiting rooms.  I'd have to say that 'inducing' others to stand is really rather clever psychology.


Dentist over we go to the cafe on the beach for a bacon roll. The warm weather has brought out families and dogs. The place is already a zoo and the day's barely started.

Tuesday, February 17, 2026

Taping pylons and Shanghai laughter.

At first light a village spaniel comes towards us. He's nonchalantly bounding along the top of the stone field walls. This gives him a great view of the yellowhammers flitting in and out of the brambles but must be sore on his paws. The dog looks at me as if to say ' Bet you ain't seen skill like this before '. He leaps down for a quick tickle before leaping back up again.


A man in an orange safety jacket and white hard hat has shown up to check the wooden power pylons. The man is a subcontractor to the electricity company and starts work at first light and finishes when it gets dark. He taps each wooden pole with a hammer to determine whether it needs to be replaced. Healthy ones make a reassuring 'clunk'. Rotten ones emit a dull atonal 'thwump'. You'd think there might be a 21st century technology to do this but apparently not. The village poles were put up in July 1955 and are as good as new but some of the 1990's era poles will need to be replaced. They used imported timber . This information is imparted in a tone of voice that hints that there was ill advised ' foreign wood substitution ' by the power company thirty years ago.  I observe that the poles were going up when I was born . " You're like them - good for another fifty years at least " the man replies. We both laugh in that affable way only complete strangers can .


Down on the beach three Chinese tourists ask us to take their photo. They speak English with a cut glass accent that wouldn't be out of place in Buckingham Palace. Mother and father ( and aunt ) are here from Shanghai  to visit their daughter who is in her first year studying medicine . Apropos of nothing the aunt tells me she's a mechanical engineer at a 'very good company' in Nanjing.  I take their photos against the backdrop of the sunrise . All three  say " Very quaint. Very quaint " in unison. This may be a reference to the town or equally possibly a judgement on the photographer. I come away from this interaction surprised by a) their accents b) how stylishly dressed they are and c) the fact they're using Google phones rather than an Apple. All of them have identical shocking pink cases on their phones which could count as surprise d) if I'd thought of it at the time.


The Chinese opt not to walk on the beach. Having photographed the sunrise they head back towards a chauffeur driven BMW 7 series  that will take them back to the Fairmont. The hotel cars here have their names emblazoned on the doors in what is a rather  Edwardian touch. You used to see this done in London and New York but door emblazoning seems to have fallen out of fashion. Perhaps it's a crime thing ? Why draw attention to the fact the passengers are in a fancy hotel ?


Passing the library a man is dutifully shuttling backwards and forwards with trays of fresh sandwiches. The students favourites are BLT's and tuna and sweetcorn .

So starts a quiet Tuesday morning in a small coastal town where nothing ever happens. I've got an 8:30 appointment with the dental hygienist. Last time I was there she chipped one of my front teeth which now has a super sharp edge to it. An 8:30 appointment seemed a good idea at the time but I'm now wondering if I shouldn't have gone for a later slot when the hygienist has fully woken up.

Monday, February 16, 2026

The village horse.

The UK has won 3 gold medals in the winter Olympics. Considering UK winters are wet rather than snowy this medal tally is something of a surprise to all concerned. The UK rarely, if ever, appears in the rankings.  The news reader does her best to sound on the right side of excited.

Here it's another grey morning although the rain has, for now, stopped. It's that time of year when the fourth year students wake up to the fact that final exams are two months away so there is a hint of diligent purpose in the air. People scurry towards the library. For some you have the feeling that the library is not their natural stomping ground. Younger students do not share this sense of urgency.

The village horse watches us from behind the fence. Tomorrow we'll come out with some carrots. Village people pause to talk to the horses as they head up the hill towards the bus stop. In rural parts like this with a large pre-schooler population the definition of 'villager' is not solely human centric. The same held true in France. There is always time in the day to talk to a horse.


A half hearted sunrise. Regular as clockwork the Frankfurt to San Francisco and Los Angeles Lufthansa flights leave their contrails high in the sky above us. For the passengers there will be breakfast over Scotland followed by lunch somewhere over Alberta.


It's 2,000 steps to the cathedral from where we park the car. By the time we get there the sun is up . The first coach of the day arrives from Edinburgh and deposits a group of sensibly dressed Spaniards on the pavement near Starbucks. There is soon a long line waiting to use their wash rooms.


For all of two minutes the castle ruins look almost Caribbean in the sunshine. It doesn't last. A bank of cloud drifts over and plunges us back into February weather.


Balloons in the window of a student flat indicate someone is waking up to a 20th birthday. Is any decade as exciting as your 20's ? What adventures lie ahead.

Sunday, February 15, 2026

A victory.

Scotland beat England 31-20 in the Saturday afternoon rugby match. The joy this unexpected victory bestows cannot be understood by non-Scots. A bottle of champagne is opened.... and consumed.


Sunny this morning but the sky has that leaden look that tells us we shall soon be acquainted with snow. Thousands of small starfish have been washed up by the tide. A dozen young couples are sitting in the shelter of the dunes watching the sun rise. They chat with that peculiar intensity that is the hallmark of the late teen. Last night there was a big student 'gig' and these seem to be the hardy, late to bed, stop outs : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FsFpWcR2zns . Young love is oblivious to the cold which may , or may not, explain why they're not wearing coats. Local dog owners , wrapped up to the nines, scurry past.


The cafe by the fountain still has a large heart shaped wreath in the window. I guess it will soon be taken down. Easter Eggs have arrived and are stacked up in readiness to take up the post Valentines Day slack.


Bikes a sure sign this is a student town. Some are padlocked others aren't. A few of the cars parked by chapel have fresh snow on their bonnets. This tells us the weather inland is 'challenging'. 

In Starbucks a small dog keeps a wary eye on anyone that gets too close . A small sharp yap is emitted if anyone tries to sit at a table near her mistress. The barista brings over a small cup of whipped cream. The yaps cease.

An unusual story on the six am farming broadcast. Why this should interest local farmers is a mystery. In fact the whole story is a mystery. Perhaps we've overslept and it's April 1st ?  We both agree this is the weirdest thing we've heard all week :https://edition.cnn.com/2026/02/14/world/bannon-epstein-take-down-pope-francis-latam-intl  It has a certain elitist arrogance to it.


London 1924:https://x.com/FXMC1957/status/2022723089659011239

We buy tickets for this. His style is what used to be called 'devastatingly candid'  :https://www.npg.org.uk/whatson/exhibitions/2026/lucian-freud-drawing-into-painting

Future uncertain:https://nautil.us/the-long-history-and-uncertain-future-of-us-weather-forecasts-1266805/

The first rap song ever made :https://x.com/historyrock_/status/2022264488834269309

Things I didn't know about :https://theconversation.com/boofing-why-taking-illicit-drugs-rectally-is-so-risky-274690

AI in the news again :https://substack.com/home/post/p-187880412