December 2025

15th

Took a walk along the Woodburn Farmhouse paddock to get some fresh air. Yesterday, the wind hit the farmhouse hard until midnight.

Charlie's land grabbing neighbour; the construction site is messy, and the builders are not friendly. She had purchased the stone barn, but she later wanted the wooden barn as well. She owns land on the right side up to the silver house, all together this is three times Charlie's land. The landlord is currently seeking to acquire the land up to the poly tunnel in order to construct an access drive to the septic tank, resulting in the Woodburn Farmhouse being confined to the hillside. Developers of buildings are despicable.

Slabs on Woodburn Bridge and passing posts have been toppled; reporting this to the SBC, it's disgraceful, and potentially criminal.

I went for a walk to Chapel Hill and used my drone to take pictures of a boat house.

The drone was used to capture one final sunset photograph.

14th

I am taking a three- to four-day break from filming to catch up on other things. I am happy to be leaving Ancrum, but they hate me because I live here, and my house is my home. Even with the constant insults to gaslight me, I haven't harmed anyone in my sixteen months here. When they direct their venom at me, they curse themselves; reap what you sow, tenfold.

Monstrosities that are cruel inherit their monstrosity. I assisted Charlie in the process of erecting a Christmas tree this afternoon. I've connected the lights to a smart plug, that'll activate them at sundown, deactivate them at sunrise. The tree fell over before we added more ballast because it's windy. Borthwick Valley is being lashed by the wind at Woodburn.

13th

While we were in Kelso, I took this picture of Selkirk Abbey from a drone.

Enjoyed cake and coffee at Mayfield Garden Centre.

In addition, we went to Hume Castle and filmed there. Our film underwent a minor edit tonight, and it is currently being reuploaded.

12th

I rode to Minto Crags and captured footage of Fatlips Tower.

The exercise was enjoyable; it was a pleasant day.

11th

Okay, so today I flew my drone over Woodburn farmhouse.

Some pictures from the movie I made today.

I landed my drone and called it a day upon my return to Ancrum at dusk.

10th

I am perplexed as to why an individual would wish to relocate from Roberton to Ancrum. I asked a guy I met in the Cross Keys if he had encountered the Hot Fuzz mentality, and he nodded, but he seemed perplexed when he told me that he had recently moved to Ancrum. I occasionally pass by Ancrum's football field while travelling south on the A68 and reflect on the village green's obstruction between far-reaching goal posts; a partitioning fixture that is both permanent and, as they say, detachable. By expecting too much of their kids, parents instil narcissism in them. They attacked me on social media, making a sociopathic claim that everyone is interested in the village green goal posts, as though I didn't exist.

9th

Discovered my BT Hub 2 configuration panel remotely accessible via static IP: 159.180.116.191; with a dozen "Watch" devices registered as networked.

Jedburgh Abbey and Jedburgh Jail house.

I was transported to Jedburgh by Charlie to retrieve a new kettle. Prior to my return to Ancrum, I captured drone footage of the abbey and jail.

8th

I was able to catch up on my sleep in the morning. It's nice outside, and I'm tempted to film, but the light is too bright, and the winds are 18 mph, which will annoy my drone. I endured the wind in a field adjacent to the River Ale to capture a barrage of poison arrows over Ancrum; however, I observed stones rain down; lamentable ostracismo, viva la droga.

Also took a picture of a swollen River Ale.

I walked back to my house with my neighbour, who verified that Ancrum had posted horrible things about me on Facebook. I considered making confrontation shorts, however, I am not interested in being associated with individuals of that nature; Nazis employ gaslighting to incite irrational fears in others. The more you tolerate prejudice, the more intolerant of you prejudicial people will be, and most often will continue to justify their actions until an injustice is committed.

7th

Today, I attended a warm, charismatic service at Teviothead Church and was delighted by the ministers' singing.

After Charlie got home from work, we picked up a free Christmas tree. I enjoy Teviothead, most so the Sunday morning service.

6th

Charlie and I were in Langholm to capture the frolics during the Christmas light switch-on.

Not methods to get around the conscious mind by surprise or confusion, but simple enjoyment for both children and adults.

Took a year for the local Freemasons to finish this magnificent obelisk in Sir John Malcolm's honour.

5th

I used an aerial photo of Woodburn as this month's header image and took my drone for its first flight.

From Woodburn bridge I walked by Borthwick Brae, then to Burnfort graveyard.

I entered the snoot field and using my drone I captured a few images of the reconstructed church.

Following that, I took pictures of Roberton.

And went back to Woodburn via Parkhill and Chisholme.

Take me home, country roads

I have been fortunate enough to live in the Borthwick Valley, which I adore.

4th

Waiting in all day for a delivery, a DJI Neo 2 drone.

Lots of interesting shots for my YouTube channel.

3rd

Whilst Charlie was at work I took the bus to Melrose to film the Trimontium musuem, Melrose Abbey and the Commendators house. Returning to Ancrum I was approached, from the other side of the bus, by a young woman stating she was fifteen before alleging that I was taking photographs of her. I was seated at the front of the bus, on a side seat almost facing the driver, whilst she was one row from the rears seats, at the back of the bus, with a dozen people and seats in-between us. When I got on the bus, I seated myself opposite the driver, I did not approached her, she came over to me. I felt as though I were being deliberately smeared before the entire bus, as this character assassinatng incident was being filmed on mobile phones by her and her friend. If I had taken a picture, in this public place only her face would have been visible, from at least 30 feet away. Ajar as to why I'd take a picture of her, I inquired if she was mad then assumed her phobic; maybe she hadn't had enough attention that day. The event, though, was quite unsettling, after such a nice day filming at Melrose.

I had not travelled on public transportation in months, and this was the first time I had done so. The brief number 68 bus ride to Melrose proceeded without incident. At the Trimontium Museum, an elderly man delivered a fifteen-minute presentation to my camera. While some may consider the eight-pound admission fee to be exorbitant, this contemporary museum is well worth the investment.