This year felt like it just sped by and disappeared in huge leaps. I have this theory that when you look back at any time period and it feels like it went really quickly, then you probably didn’t get up to much, as you don’t have much to remember it by. 2015 was definitely Read on »
This un-pronouncable beauty, kürtőskalács, originates from my homeland, Transylvania. Moist levened dough wrapped around a wooden spit, baked over a wood chip fire, glazed in sugar. It couldn’t get any more festive, especially if you Read on »
Just a quick one to wish y’all merry Crimbo this year. Read on »
Oh, the Zenit E! It’s a family heirloom, been in the family for longer than I have, straight from the Eastern European 60s, heavy, Russian-made and unapologetically ugly. It works a treat though, and accompanied me for what I only just realised must be literal decades. As such, it’s got a million stories attached to it, and I promised talking about the memories that go with each of the cameras, didn’t I? So here’s an early one. Read on »
A beautiful thing about winters in Scotland is this stunning quality of the light that we get for about three hours a week if we’re lucky. It’s a nice weekend pursuit to go chase the sun and see where you end up, even just familiar places. You might be surprised how different they can look. Views that you’re well used to, like North Berwick’s long beaches, can be completely transformed in the pale, shallow light during these shorter days. Read on »
Just a bunch of snaps today, from this weekend’s outing to the xmas market, which was rather nice. Is it just me though, or is it the same every year, only bigger? This year it goes on in endless rows of stalls, on what’s quite literally four entire levels built onto the slopes of Princes Street Gardens. It’s huge, and I don’t think I saw more than a third of it.
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