THE SMALL THINGS

A blog of Scotland, horses, dogs, love and trees.

Showing posts with label Olympics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Olympics. Show all posts
Sunday, 12 August 2012

The Last Day

›
A really funny thing has happened. Practically every single British columnist is writing the same column. I read Blake Morrison in The Guard...
16 comments:
Saturday, 11 August 2012

A very super Saturday

›
The Olympics are such funny things. This evening, eleven members of my family gathered in The Sister’s house. The Younger Brother and I cook...
5 comments:
Thursday, 9 August 2012

Of crazy projects and gold medals

›
Slight state of collapse. Stayed up all night working on secret project. It has suddenly grabbed me and will not let go. I found myself wide...
14 comments:
Wednesday, 8 August 2012

In which I teeter right up to the brink of sentimentality; or, the Olympic horses make me cry

›
The day ran away with me like a brumby. Family, horses, work, Olympic show-jumping final, and suddenly it is after tea-time and I still have...
6 comments:
Tuesday, 7 August 2012

Of horses, gold medals and secret projects

›
It turns out I have a secret project. I love a secret project. Most of these go nowhere, but merely occupy my midnight hours. This one, howe...
3 comments:
›
Home
View web version
Powered by Blogger.