Month: April 2007

I could be blogging about leafleting for the Labour Party; down streets and up tenement stairs to post bold red statements through unresponsive doors. Or I could just rant about the curse of badly placed letter boxes (pity the postman who has to do this every day). Or fret about signs of a community so…

Back from Canna. Some things about the island are the same as ever. The light and the views of Rum still take your breath away, and the word magic appears on every page of the visitors’ book. Some things have changed. There are more young people on the quay to meet the boat, and this…

I should be packing. Ray and I are off to the island of Canna for two days and I have food to gather and lists to check. It is nearly exactly 28 years since we went there for the first time and I can’t believe how much stuff we had to take: nappies and a…