friday forte: back to my roots
It's been almost a week and I feel quite settled in. It's always odd coming back to your childhood home as an adult, and must be doubly so for ye aged parents, but I think we're all coping well.
This morning the Wee Guy and I went for an amble round the village while waiting for Aunty B to whisk us away to her flat in Stirling for the weekend.
After stopping in at the bakery for an iced cookie (and yes, the cookies are much the same as when I was a little girl - same recipe though the icing is more lurid) we walked across the front of the castle grounds, through the walled garden in full flower, and headed for Donkey Brae down to the harbour.
Our route took us past my old primary school and the headmaster's house, bringing back some great memories. The wife of the headmaster at the time kept bees. When they swarmed, classes were kept inside the school building since the hives were right next to the playground.
Donkey Brae down to the harbour is definitely steeper than I thought (more on that next week) but it does give some great glimpses of the 'back' of the village up to the castle. There were some amazing cloudscapes looking over to Edinburgh this morning - skies are big over here!
