Moving on. Again.

We moved to our little seaside cottage three years ago. I love it here in Machrihanish. At night I can lie in bed and listen to the waves crash on the shore, a two minute walk fro the house. We are blessed with a rich variety of wildlife on our doorstep. So why do we have it on the market and are moving to Glasgow? Ah, it’s both complicated and very simple. My health has got a lot worse since moving here. I’m no longer able to go for the lovely beach walks I so enjoyed. My daughter will be moving to London before too long and we will never see her if we stay here in this beautiful but remote corner of the world. Travelling to here from Glasgow is almost as long as getting to Glasgow from London. My mum’s health is failing and visiting her in...

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Moving On

Excuse me while I blow the cobwebs off my blog. It’s been such a long time since I wrote anything here. A whole lot of “stuff” has been going on I won’t bore you with, but I’ve been feeling less than 100%. Anyway, to cut a long story short, we’re selling up here in Machrihanish and moving closer to Glasgow. Never wanting to miss an opportunity, here is the brochure for our house. Living in Machrihanish is wonderful. Leaving it makes me sad but we have to do what we have to do. House for Sale The social media...

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My New Life

  The past few months have been…interesting. Since moving to southern Kintyre in June I’ve oscillated between loving it and hating it, staying and going. The things I haven’t liked are small, really. The lack of choice in the shops, for a start. We have a Tesco Express and a Co-op, but they are small and I am used to the choice and variety of living in near a small town with a huge Tesco, Morrison’s and Lidl. It’s been a huge adjustment. I don’t have a signal for my phone. but I have got my network to agree to send me a signal box so I can use my phone again without driving the 6 miles into Campbeltown. I sometimes catch a fleeting signal on the beach, but it’s not to be relied upon. It’s a 600 mile round trip...

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Hello, I must be going…

    In less than a week we leave Aberdeenshire for our new life in Argyll. I have mixed feelings. I’ve wanted to live by the seaside for as long as I can remember. I spent most summers in Campbeltown with my parents, visiting my dad’s sister. Mum hated it. She always wanted to go to Blackpool, but dad and I loved getting away from the city and down to the beach and the harbour. Dad taught me to fish off the pier there. I’d go out in the morning, bucket, spade and fishing net and spend hours playing on the beach, exploring rock pools and gathering shells, only returning to the caravan when I was hungry. It was idyllic and I am honestly excited to go back down that way. I am hoping that the sea, which to this day soothes my soul, will...

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