Up very far north and more snow!

Mid-April I was back in the very north of Scotland for two Girls’ Nights: one in Inverness and one in Culloden. Brilliant to meet so many enthusiastic readers. There is nothing like Highland hospitality, I tell you.

When in the Highlands, I stayed for a few days at a cottage on the Cawdor estate. It was in the middle of the most fantastic kind of nowhere. Miles and miles down a single track road, then a gorgeous cottage in a luscious valley. The children were ecstatic and demanded to know why we couldn’t move here straightaway and have ponies… and go fishing… and get air rifles!!

Just as I packed away my duvet coat, the snow returned for one (final? Please!) flutter. I did find the missing purple gloves though, so very happy!

And final picture, despite the snow and gloom and general freezing chill, I’ve managed to grow a lemon. I know, a lemon in Glasgow. Obviously it’s green and may stay green for lack of sunshine -  but for my brown fingers, this is a miracle.

I got the lemon tree as a birthday present two years ago and haven’t killed it yet. I do feel a bit sorry for it though, sitting at the window looking out and wondering what it can do to get back to Italy where it belongs!