Old Memories, Revisited

I must have been around 14 years old when a family holiday took us up to Berwick upon Tweed.  We had taken our touring caravan up and stayed on the southern side of the River Tweed on a small campsite looking straight out towards the lighthouse.  I seem to remember it being a fairly rainy …

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A Wander along the Front

I’m sure I’ve said before on this blog how much I like living down on the front overlooking the Firth of Forth.  There is always something going on and people to watch on the beach.  Yesterday, James and I set out for a wander along the front with two aims in mind.  First and foremost …

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