There are times when one regular outing can change into something different, a gem that quickens your pulse and provides the idea for another blog post.
This is what happened recently when I set of for a meeting in a venue that was new, one I hadn’t heard of despite its proximity, but which had me reaching for my iPhone as I had no camera with me.
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For the last couple of days summer has gnashed its teeth in Scotland, girning and moaning in windy torrents and lashings of rain. The atmosphere has been decidedly frosty too with a cold wind making low temperatures feel even lower.
Somehow this summer weather spat is in tune with much of the political mood in a country which, on top of a referendum on leaving the European Union…
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This has been a very strange general election, coming as it does just five weeks after our local council elections. A snap election called by our Prime Minister who managed to overturn the 2011 Fixed-term Parliament Act to call it. The provisions of the Act determined that, instead of Prime Ministers calling elections at times best suited to…
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One of the many advantages on an apartment in the centre of Funchal are the number of places that can be visited without walking far. The old part of Funchal with its narrow streets and houses with wrought iron balconies sits alongside grand old properties given new leases of life beside wide boulevards and streets.
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As spring arrives in the garden in our part of Scotland in this pre-Easter week, and flowers and shrubs blaze out in sunny yellows, joyous pinks and creamy whites, I think back to our visit a few weeks ago to the Botanic Garden in Funchal, Madeira.
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In the week before carnival the broad boulevard beside our apartment turned into a riotous mass of swirling shapes and colour. Madeira was in party mood.
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For a week before the parade there had been smaller local events with street entertainment in the centre of Funchal and people wandering around in costumes of various kinds, as well as community events. The sound and beat of the samba was everywhere, either live from groups of musicians, or recorded and played through speakers lodged in trees.
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My love is like a red red rose
That’s newly sprung in June:
My love is like the melodie
That’s sweetly played in tune.
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I should have been born in a warmer climate, but then I wouldn’t have been Scottish, and I rather like being Scottish – especially at present when politics here are amazingly interesting., though often also frustrating.
What I want are warmer winters, but, despite the effects of global warming, not much chance of that, so I have to content myself with forays to places where winter is akin to our summer.
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