Mine host

You will have been warned about meeting people over the internet so it was a bit odd that I headed north to Scotland last week to meet someone I had usually argued with on my blog and various other ethereal places.  As I pulled up outside a house in Fife the barking of labradors made…

Don’t bank on it, 2

And we pick up yesterday’s blog on a boat to the Isle of May with gannets fishing around us… The sun had gone and I was glad that I had opted for a combination of short-sleeved shirt and jacket as an each-way bet on the weather.  You can’t bank on the weather over a five-hour…

Don’t bank on it, 1

Having seen a rosefinch at Fife Ness on Tuesday, a trip to the Isle of May on Wednesday seemed a good bet. The May is famous for its seabirds,  and the studies of them which have been carried out there, and as a place for seeing migrants.  Just as Fife Ness reaches out to tired…

In the rough

On Tuesday I spent several hours in the rough but didn’t have anything to complain about. I don’t know Fife that well and enjoyed being shown around by my host for this trip (of whom, more, probably, later). We looked in at the Eden Estuary and admired the seals as a whimbrel flew up the…

It’s Winter all over the world – readers’ offer.

My summer holidays are beginning to fall into a familiar pattern.  We book an attractive cottage in the West Country which is every bit as nice as it looked on the internet when we arrive and see it in reality.  The weather is a bit English, the phone reception is appalling, there’s a nice pub…