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6th May 2017

Weekend-Coffee-Share-Nerd-in-the-Brain-4The snow of a few weeks ago has melted and the sun has come out in Skye.  I’ve spent more time outside than in this week, and have been drinking more water than coffee.

I wore Isla’s sunglasses over mine when I picked her up at nursery, because when I do that it makes her laugh.  And her laughter is brighter than the sun that’s come out, dried us up and slightly fried our brains.

This week has included road-trips and picnics and stopping to let cows and sheep cross the road.

Isla made friends with two dogs, and conquered actually jumping on the trampoline.  Up to now, she’d just been standing in the middle looking really excited about a time in the future when she actually took a jump.

The future is now.  Or something.

One of the road-trips of the week was to check out a second-hand treadmill that now lives in Neil’s home-office.  (How many hyphens can I fit into one garden-path sentence?  Well.)

Neil actually used the treadmill this morning, while Isla and I played hide-and-seek.  Very early this morning.

We then made Isla go out and wash the car.  Isla asked to go out and help Neil wash the car.  I followed after with a book and the vain hope  of getting a tan on my other arm.

However.  And.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you I miss you.  That I wish I was in Edinburgh listening to Constance Hall with you.  Or running with the books with you at The Strand.  Or helping you avoid writing up your placement notes.  Or having coffee with you.  In Australia.  Or Glasgow.  In your living-room.  Or in my kitchen.

In Levittown.  Or Miller Place.  In this year.  Or 1987.

I’d ask about your week.  And your life.  I’d throw you a book.  And give you a hug.  And we’d watch Isla on her trampoline.  Because I have a kid.  And she has a trampoline.

Hi.  Have a coffee.









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  • Reply Gabi Coatsworth 6th May 2017 at 4:03 pm

    Well, it’s a cup of tea for me, here in Connecticut, because you can take the British out of Britain, but you can’t take Britain out of the British, so to speak. Even after 38 years. I’m sitting by my picture window looking at my attempt at an English flower garden, and thinking about you, and Neil on his treadmill and Isla on her trampoline.
    And next time I’m up in Scotland, maybe I’ll come and visit , just to see how you’re getting on…

    • Reply LKD 6th May 2017 at 4:12 pm

      Oh Gabs, (does anyone ever call you Gabs? Ha!) that would be wonderful! Neil is a tea-fiend, so you’d be covered for tea as well! <3

      • Reply Gabi Coatsworth 18th May 2017 at 5:27 pm

        Yup my very close friends call me Gabs, but I don’t advertise it!

  • Reply Joanne Duff 6th May 2017 at 4:46 pm

    Sounds like a great day in who ville. Miss you all carry on love ya oxxxxxx

  • Reply The Indecisive Eejit 6th May 2017 at 5:20 pm

    Cappuccino please, if I set off now I’ll be there in about 3 days give or take an hour or two 🙂

    • Reply LKD 7th May 2017 at 11:08 am

      Cool beans! Ha.

  • Reply Jackie Cangro 6th May 2017 at 8:11 pm

    I was at The Strand last week, perusing the “18 miles of books.” They were calling your name. 🙂

    • Reply LKD 7th May 2017 at 11:10 am

      What did you get? Pictures of the haul or it didn’t happen! 🙂

  • Reply maryandjohnineurope 6th May 2017 at 9:07 pm

    Ah my love …. having one here on a beautiful morning (early) – wishing you were sharing with me. Or better still, wishing I was watching the jumps and the car washing. Sounds like a most excellent day. Hugs x

    • Reply LKD 7th May 2017 at 11:14 am

      Hugs to you. More Isla stories coming up. x

  • Reply imaginativeworks 7th May 2017 at 2:42 pm

    Road trips and picnics sound wonderful. Lovely post, thanks for sharing.

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