The pair of pogo sticks

I like a page a day diary, mainly as it tends to function more as a notebook than a diary to me.  Often the page a day quota doesn’t work for the things I jot down, so I tend to write on any blank page I can find.  This drives my sister crazy, “how do Read More…

The Braeside tar pit

This story was created as part of our work with the Royal Highland Education Trust. It is a continuation of our Future Archaelogies theme. It is inspired by the enormous number of old tyres there are, stashed in various places throughout the country. It has a strong link to farming and the land, and is Read More…

“Vorsprung durch Technik”

I found the detonator at the side of the road to Sandhead, on the Rhinns of Galloway. It had been run over, possibly by one of the big, heavy trucks transporting grass to the farms for silage, but its wires were still attached and some of the inner wadding material was poking out of one Read More…

The Smiling Snowman

He was smiling still, the wooden snowman with the broken nose.  He wondered: if his nose hadn’t been knocked off, what would he smell?  He had some interesting companions in the pile he had recently joined. An old toilet; some pencil crayons – pink, orange, brown and blue; a VHS video tape (he remembered when Read More…

No wasted time and no time to waste

After an unexpected and unavoidable change to fieldwork plans, Anna and I decided to embark on a spontaneous adventure to track down the dismantled and rehomed parts of Fife’s Earthship. We have relatively few opportunity to spend a full day together doing fieldwork and were determined we would not let the time go to waste. Read More…