I’ve always loved the work of Orkney craftsman Fraser Anderson. I had a beautiful ‘creepie’, an Orkney milking stool, made by him for many years, but I’ve never had the chance to visit his workshop. It was a stroke of luck when I saw the sign for his Orkney Handcrafted Furniture when driving past late one afternoon and realised he would still be open. Thankfully, he was and proved as charming as his craftwork.
The shop in Birsay, Palace Stores, was a source of great relief today. The Orkney Ice Cream was delicious (I recommend Raspberry), …
Looking at the mass of poppies outside St Magnus Cathedral in Kirkwall, it’s hard to comprehend the sheer scale of the death and destruction.
May 31st marks the 100th anniversary of The Battle of Jutland where the main fleets of the British and German navies fought …
I prefer the story “The fabulously wealthy rob us of our rightful taxes and expect us to be grateful to them when they abuse shell charities to fund their own self-indulgent and self-aggrandising projects.” That’s not how the story of Lady Susie Sainsbury’s benevolence gets told.
Friday night at The Pierowall Hotel and the bar is rammed. We’ve been there for hours already eating the Orkney beef in …
The Angelica is growing beautifully and wears a bright halo at the Ring of Brodgar.
It’s Sunday and we have a whole day on the mainland before our evening ferry to Westray. There’s time for a glimpse …
I love the Orkney Brewery. It produces some wonderful beers. The bottles that their Dark Island Reserve comes in are also beautiful. …
My friend has a wonderful garden on mainland Orkney. It has trees. Yes, you heard me right; trees. In amongst them were …
The Ness of Brodgar is a great name. I spent many holidays as a child in South Devon in a small village …
I’ve loved the Orkney Brewery’s beers ever since my first adventure with Red MacGregor and my journey to the Dark Island. I’ve …
Cycling in soft shell sand is always exhilarating and exhausting and is always a mistake; eventually. The sharp shell fragments will always …
“Like pebbles on a beachKicked around, displaced by feetOh, like broken stonesThey’re all trying to get home” Paul Weller – Broken Stones
I’ve always refused to buy a set of weighing scales for the bathroom. I tell people that’s because I have a teenage …
I’m on the Westray-bound ferry and suffering from heavy teas.
Orkney’s Neolithic past casts long shadows over its current landscape; literally and metaphorically. Here’s one of the Standing Stones of Stenness and …
Aberdeen. The oil capital of Europe. A place of granite and liquid black gold. A place of millionaires, the biggest heliport in …
Meg remembers me even though it’s been two years since she’s seen me. That’s even longer in dog years.
Rust peppers the sides of an abandoned ambulance at The Tomb of the Eagles.
It’s a stunning day on Mainland Orkney and there’s plenty of time for a trip to The Tomb of the Eagles. The …
Orkney is alive with archaeology, with neolithic and bronze age sites scattered all around the Islands. It’s a fitting place for a …
The Italian Chapel was made on Orkney from two Nissen huts and scraps by Italian prisoners of war: “All the materials for …
The most visited attraction on Orkney is free to visit, was constructed from scrap and Nissen huts and built entirely by Italian …
On Fitty Hill I’m surprised to find a wonderful collection of Waxcaps. These fungi are classic inhabitants of poor, unimproved grassland and …
The slopes of Fitty Hill are alive with flowers and the glorious lilac of Devil’s-Bit Scabious waves in the light breeze. There …
Little luxuries are important if you’re living in a ruin on a remote island. A hot Radox bath is one of those …
Okay, okay, I know I’ve got to sweep the floor of the Hall, but there are so many other more exciting things …
The Puffins are here! I thought that I would have just missed them, but tonight, there they were, like flying boats at …
