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Author Archives: Eric Sinclair
Julia, dogs and human nature
This is Julia Klöckner. You may never have heard of her, but read on and you will find out. Julia is the German Minister of Food and Agriculture, a fact you probably already know if you live in Germany. This … Continue reading
A whippet emotes
Today is my 7th birthday. That is 7 long years during which Master and Mistress have benefited from my presence in their lives and during which I have been endlessly patient with their many idiosyncrasies and foibles. Apparently 7 years … Continue reading
Bob Ross, Art and Me
Over the weeks of lockdown, BBC4 has been running a series of programmes called The Joy of Painting featuring the late American artist, Bob Ross. Bob and his art were new to me, though not apparently to many others. If … Continue reading
View from the Air
This picture from Scotland’s Charity Air Ambulance (SCAA) appeared on Twitter today, inviting people to recognise this Scottish village I can tell you that among the trees in a house on the left of this picture, I am writing this … Continue reading
Long Tall Sally was my beacon of hope
Today another part of my history has been chipped away never to return. This bit of history is not a statue of some infamous blackguard, toppled and hurled into a harbour. No, this is a part of my personal story, … Continue reading
My bookshelf tells a story
Lockdown seems to have got me thinking of times past. Older British readers of this blog will remember the days of the traditional prizegiving. These events were, and sometimes still are, a marker of the end of the school year … Continue reading
The best medicine
Sometimes you just have to laugh – exercise and laughing: the best medicines, as anyone will tell you, whether medically qualified or not. Best of all, these medicines are free, though I acknowledge they can be difficult to obtain for … Continue reading
Briefly, pangrams again
This morning, snow flakes in a cold north wind. Bright bursts of sunshine followed by periods of grey gloom. Still, a trickle of pangrams continues to flow, with the ever present challenge of “x”. Barbara Craig’s prompt is her memory … Continue reading
Pangrams in the sunshine
The first week of May has arrived. Glorious weather on Deeside continues, as does lockdown. In the world beyond, politicians pontificate; experts argue; people suffer and die; health professionals and carers treat and care. And everywhere the vocabulary of pandemic … Continue reading