Memories in Words and Pictures
One of the positive results about moving to Edinburgh is that it's so much easier to get places. Although still reliant on ScotRail and Network Rail to deliver their timetables, there is at least a frequent service in many directions, rather than the random train I've been used to. So when I heard that Elisabeth... Continue Reading →
The flyer had a picture of the sea on it, all I really needed to be tempted. The programme for the Fringe, the festival running alongside the Edinburgh International Book Festival and the Festival, is daunting in its thickness. I no longer even pretend I'm going to read it. But I do like to see... Continue Reading →
Jane's Picture Journal 