28 February 2026

February 2026

Hello everyone, welcome to February blog-time, grab yourself a coffee for a quick interlude.

Our "Joycie", golden girl of the north, is now sadly well and truly legless, fifteen years of sea salt air has taken it's toll, but what remains of her is still looking out to sea and Mr Blonde thinks there must be something over there worth looking at.



Thank you everyone for all my lovely birthday cards and birthday wishes, had a splendid day. As we live on a bird-watching island this card seemed particularly appropriate !



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During the winter months a lot of folk fly away to catch a bit of sun somewhere but we decided to have a trip to Shetland and see if their rain is any warmer than ours.




Lerwick in the rain was still beautiful







and colourful






a pity that the Cake Fridge and the Cakeaway were closed !


The sheep are obviously used to sheltering in the rain



This is the rather wonderful Shetland isthmus, the narrow strip of land with sea on either side, linking St Ninian's Isle with mainland Shetland.



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Recommendation of the month


This is a rather lovely magazine, with more articles than adverts !



Thank you Karen for recommending this to me and for Chris and Isla  for finding it for me.



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Walk for Peace

On 10th February a group of monks completed a 108-day 2,300 mile "Walk for Peace" from Fort Worth, Texas to Washington, D.C. to promote mindfulness, compassion and non-violence.


It has been wonderful to follow their progress.


The walk was led by the Venerable Bhikkhu Pannakara and along the route they were accompanied by an amazing dog named Aloka.


A beautiful song was created by SyLong, AI assisted, for the Walk for Peace and thought you might like to share in the the words.

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We rise before the daylight breaks,

 Dust on our feet, hope in our hands.

Long roads stretch beyond our sight,

Yet kindness shows us where to stand.


Through towns and fields, through joy and pain,

We carry more than what we see,

Every step a quiet vow,

To walk with love, to walk as one.


When the world feels torn apart,

And hearts grow tired, afraid and weak,

We remember why we walk,

Because peace begins with me.


We walk for peace, step by step,

Through the cold, through tears, through time.

Not to escape this wounded world,

But to heal it, one heart at a time.


Strangers become familiar faces,

Sharing water, warmth and truth.

Stories spoken without words,

In gentle smiles and worn-out shoes.


We listen more than we explain,

Let stillness teach us how to see,

That every soul we pass along

Is walking too, just differently.


We walk for peace, step by step,

Through the doubt, through the night and rain.

Not chasing dreams that live far off,

But planting hope where we remain.


When we soften our reactions,

When we choose to understand,

The world begins to change its course

Through the kindness of our hands.


Children laugh along the road,

Elders bow with knowing eyes.

Different faiths, one shared wish,

To let suffering slowly subside.


We bless the ground beneath our feet,

And those who walk with us in spirit,

For no one walks this path alone,

When love is what we carry.


So when the road feels long and hard,

And the world feels heavy still,

Just breathe, be kind, take one more step,

That is how we walk for peace.


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to hear the full song check out the Walk for Peace Facebook page

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Tilly cat has taken to sitting with my "support chicken" wonderfully knitted by my mermaid friend  Elaine πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•



 So for now as we head into Spring, we wish you sunshine and warmth and happy days from

June & Malcolm

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31 January 2026

 Welcome to 2026 Orkney style, hope you too have managed to stay safe, warm and cosy.



We made a promise to ourselves on New Year's Eve that we would delay becoming grown up for another year.


Hope you think that's a great idea 😊

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2026
The Year of the Horse !
 bringing movement and momentum,
 a year of courage and freedom !


or in the case of our two,
 a year of eating and being spoilt !


and this is the face of the one who tends to their every need when it's dark and chucking it down with rain and blowing a hoolie !



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I recently came across what I thought was a stranded seal, high up on the grass of the common grazing with the tide a long way out.


After a while though it started to make it's way down the rocks (middle bottom of photo) and back into the water, where I'm told it's mother will be waiting for him.



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On a trip into Kirkwall on Orkney Mainland it was lovely to see the harbour looking so peaceful.



Book of the month



he ran his last marathon at the age of 101 and died in 2025 at the grand age of 114 when he was run over by a car !!



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Purchased this month online

Choking Rescue Devise

This is something that I hope I will never need to use ! but it could save someone's life given that time is of the essence if someone is choking.

It comes with an adult size and a child's size mask.




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Pause for thought








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Just for a laugh

with yet another birthday coming around soon, this made me laugh !!

(from Sue Haworth Facebook page)


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Wishing you plenty of horse power for the coming year, good health and happy days,

with love from

Malcolm & June

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15 December 2025

December 2025



This is the saddest blog that I have ever posted, since I started in 2013. Our wee Wilma dog just made it to her 17th birthday but has now passed over the Rainbow Bridge, as they say.


This month's blog is dedicated purely to Wilma.


Our hearts are shredded but also glowing in remembering that she gave us 6,134 days of love, joy and immense fun since we brought her home as a puppy in early 2009.


never afraid of anything bigger than her


Wilma had her own Fan Club of which 
many of you  are members, she adored people, loved parties, especially beach parties, 
thank you all for being part of her life.


kissy kitty





enjoying snowy Suffolk








she always loved big friends


nothing was ever too big for Wilma 


always there when it was time for some loving


maybe just a little bit spoilt


she loved getting grubby


and a juicy bone


and ever optimistic trying to get the cat hiding in the top of the wood pile

but always patient with Tilly cat


and the chickens


watching the world go by with "Joycie"


dreaming of chasing rabbits ?





she loved Sunday mornings at the Boom Beach


with all her mates and Stan the Pied Piper of dogs


and when the walking gets too tough, take the shopping trolley


packing for the house move, dog crate in first



beach party ? count her in


enjoying Benjie's playing


keeping my dry robe warm while I swim


striding out


loving company


and cuddles


off for another adventure on the trike


Oh, those ears!








A great little dog !! and in a while we will be able to remember her with big smiles and laughter without the tears.

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A little poem from me

Silent is the house

The house is silent now,
like never before.
No muddy marks against the door,
the sound of food bowls rattling, no more.
No barking, "where's my food" she'd shout
or "when we going out ?"
The gentle, rhythmic snoring ceased.

Never a dog for leads, a coat or toys,
a tough and independent soul,
a bundle of pure fun and joy.

Her very own Fan Club spread far and wide,
Suffolk through to Dumfries and Galloway,
through Wester Ross to North Ronaldsay.
A friend to all the world.
Silent is the house.

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and for everyone who has lost someone dear to them, this little poem may resonate for you.


"A little bit of me is missing.
You see, you took it with you on that day
That you went away."

Poem by Athey Thompson

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Remembering every soul who won't be sharing Christmas with us this year,

 until the end of January take care.


June and Malcolm

with love

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