December 2024

31st

Always calming to watch Charlie feed the flock.

Borthwick water flooding.

We had planned to spend Hogmanay at a local event, but social anxiety changed my mind.

30th

Allergic to my Apple Watch series 10; purchased to motivate me into exercise.

They'd written nickel content in the £400 watch as negligible; however, ho-hum.

29th

A visit to Leaderfoot Viaduct. A portion of the film Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny was filmed at the viaduct, although the scene was said to be located in Switzerland.

These pictures are of low quality, the light was poor as the sun had already set some time ago.

I get tired of looking at empty pictures; a distraught life eerily empty, we're a dispossession.

Charlie was interested, perhaps in awe, over the eighteenth century engineering fête, when our people were collectivised inside workhouses, interned by extremity of poverty. The untold toll of colonisation described by punch magazine as "telescopic philanthropy" that has narrowed focus within this twenty-first century blues (soul skinning "goodness").

There is a Roman fort nearby, named the trimontium, however the access gate was being locked as we arrived. Earlier we had observed sundown at Walter Scotts viewpoint.

27th

Ancrums Christmas Tree.

O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum,
wie treu sind deine Blätter!
Du grünst nicht nur zur Sommerzeit,
Nein auch im Winter,
wenn es schneit.
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum,
wie treu sind deine Blätter!

Best one in the Borders.

26th

We approached Lindisfarne at 2pm, about an hour after the tide had receded from the road in. Charlie stopped enabling me to photograph our approach, however I was we had not, as I attained a tick bite amongst the long grasses.

We only had two hours of daylight left.

Halfway to the Isle we stopped again to take a picture, other cars immediately parked next to our truck, out jumped Italians taking dozens of pictures before we had a chance to exit our truck, weird. Disgusting people barring disdain have always arrived to find us here; because the world cultured them disgusting anywhere else but here.

The £6 tariff infuriated me; to the point where I much preferred a confrontation than paying for a display ticket. If you visit, do check the tidal times first!

After purchasing a bottle of mead, we walked to the estuary where a sunset fell upon our faces, previously visiting we walked east, this evening we walked west.

We also caught the sun-setting over the abbey.

We enjoyed a beer at the Anchor and Crown before taking one last photograph as we departed from the Isle.

This is truly an awesome place to visit, and don't let horrible people destroy your time here with your faith.

25th

We had a quiet Christmas, just me and Charlie.

Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all is bright.

Sleep in heavenly peace. Sleep in heavenly peace.

I only relate to Christanity through my ancestors.

Because the church has been historically cruel to people.

17th

Pies purchased in shops are suspect, so I hand make my own pies.

I usually decorate them with pastry cutout tractors puffing smoke clouds.

16th

The most unfriendly town I've resided in, 18 months of near complete ignorance; but the Jehovah Witnesses in Hawick talk to me, a poor sinner, as mucus from their nostrils.

Entered into John Lamont's office to enquire about the Acrum bridge that has been damaged by an increase in road traffic; the bridge wasn't built for today's transport.

15th

At dusk we arrived at Talla.

Earlier we visted Gray mares tail waterfall.

St Mary's Loch.

Tis a very beautiful place, if I was not here but there.

14th

Santa came to pass by my house today, looks like a Rotary club to do.

I believe this is something to do witht the Water Rescue Fire bridge.

8th

One gimmer and whether escaped their appointment with the slaughterhouse and rejoined the flock. The lambs were in holding, but their appointment never came, so we returned them to Woodburn, bewildered, they seemed happy to be reunited with the herd.

After Charlie ushered them into an enclosure, I opened the gate, he carried the two lambs into the pickup one by one.

Our three tups were also reintroduced to the herd, we waited an extra two weeks so as to avoid cuckoo lambs.

Sam the sheep dog was frustrated, as an emotional manipulator he wants to be part of EVERYTHING.

Enough of the animal hoo haw, in ye go!

I don't record as much of my life as I used to, because the same things roll over and over into different permutation; the aim of this website was that people would know the life I've lived within a pessimistic world of senseless rejection.