St Andrews is a small place that for any of its ex students holds a hoard of memories, all of them inextricably linked to the time as well as the place. I remember going back a few years after my graduation and feeling mostly a sense of loss. People I knew had left, their places … Continue reading St Andrews, its place in time
Amongst the many delights of signing with Linen Press has been the unexpected joy of having an editor. I’ve been in more than one writing critique group and learned lots from writing workshops, so I consider myself quite a good self-editor, but having lived with Blink for several years and in multiple versions, I hadn’t … Continue reading The Joy of Being Edited – and a festival in St Andrews
The white chocolate shortbread may be gone, but this week has been a good one for feeding my early photography obsession. First of all Rob Douglas, the contemporary calotyper who I met in St Andrews, sent me prints of his own calotypes. I apologise for giving you a poor digital version of Burnside Farm and … Continue reading More Photographic Treats
Going to the first ever St Andrews Photography Festival was such a thrill, only part of which was having my first ever one woman show. I’m happy to say the show was everything I wanted it to be with an attentive and appreciative audience. But in a way the real thrill was discovering I wasn’t the only one … Continue reading To healthy obsessions
Every now and then we go back to St Andrews and always find things have changed. I already knew my old hall of residence had become luxury apartments (!) but it was somehow even more of a culture shock to find Fatface , Costa and Waterstones rubbing shoulders with more – um, traditional establishments. But each … Continue reading St Andrews in a New Light: the Adamson family
It’s spring again (well April anyway) and we (that’s me and Mr. B. ) have just celebrated our anniversary. We met, as so many couples do, at uni, including the rather more famous royals who sauntered up the aisle almost a year ago. Which was one of the things that prompted me to take a bit of a … Continue reading 1 year on, or is it 600?
Sir David Brewster photographed by Hill and Adamson Today the St. Andrews trip goes a long way back in time, in fact to 1838, when Sir David Brewster arrived to be Principal of St. Andrews University. By this time Brewster, originally trained in theology, was already an eminent man of science who had become famous chiefly … Continue reading B is for … Brewster