Memories Of My Uncle Bob

It’s hard to know where to start when asked about my memories of you. But they go back a long ways, that I know. I remember in my early years, spending a lot of time at Nana’s house, and that meant spending much of it with you, as she cooked, was baking or did the washing.I remember

Saying Good-Bye

If you’ve been following my blog for awhile now, you know I am leaving Canada to return to my homeland of Scotland. Here I sit, down to my last few days here. It kinda’ feels surreal! This is not a sad occasion, however. Even though it is hard to say farewell to family, friends and