When the Sea is Calling

When the sea is calling I was brought up falling asleep to the sound of waves gently breaking on the shore. The guttural hum of bleating sheep. The sweet scent of grass and peat. Tired, cold feet hardened from days of running bare foot through the Machair and across the sands. City shoes long discarded. [...]

The Persabus Department Store

Whoever thought it would take soooo long? These past few weeks when the Happy Farmer has enquired why I am running round like a headless chicken, in between spending hours googly eyed in front of a computer screen, my response has been ‘Well, I’m opening a department store!’ He simply smiles and hands me more [...]