Like a Bat Out of…

Like a Bat Out of…

It was another gloriously balmy evening – surprisingly few insects and the temperature just right. Not so cold that we sought out a sweater and warm enough that the breeze reaching our hilltop terrace was still very welcome. Having acquired a gas canister and converted our European inlet for an US one, thanks to some help from Mummy and Daddy Castaway on their recent visit, we were barbecuing for the second time that week. We were thinking of snow-bound Northern hemisphere folks while finishing off a bottle of red wine after dinner. A tough life, but someone has to do it… Continue reading “Like a Bat Out of…”

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Going Tobago

Going Tobago

While the Captain’s Dog is enjoying a stay in the riverside dog hotel back home, Mummy and Daddy Castaway have braved the twenty-four hour journey from the North of Scotland to visit us here and enjoy some warm weather – of which there is very little in November in Aberdeenshire but more than enough to go round here. Continue reading “Going Tobago”