We have long known about the existence of a large group of standing stones near to Fisherman’s Cabin, but despite several attempts to locate them, until quite recently, their exact whereabouts remained elusive.  They are called Roches Eyzides.  Once, we found some coordinates on a dusty looking french website and set off to where we […]

Sometimes when I’m out walking with Skip the Dog it’s easy to lose track of time and indeed my location.  I am wandering along the many woodland tracks and trails and my mind is also on the roam.  I should be considering the great issues of our age, like what to do about Palestine, but more than […]

Mountain Man was really called Pierre, but we called him Mountain Man because, well, he looked like he lived up a mountain, possibly in a cave. In the early days, MM would often pop by our house whenever he felt that our beer fridge needed emptying or our Ricard bottle was just too full and through […]

WARNING! This blog contains themes of a folksy, thrifty, ‘make do and mend’ nature which some readers may find upsetting. If you find that kind of thing too sickly, look away now.  It’s inspired by a recent visit from ‘Country Living’ magazine who (I will casually mention) are going to be featuring Woodsman’s cabin in an upcoming […]

Now that Skip the Dog has come along to mess everything up, Pops the Cat has had to revise her thoughts re: the hierachy in her household… Pops thinks: Cat, Bob, Me, Dog. Bob thinks: Bob, Cat, Me, (phew, just scraped in there!) Dog I think: Bob and I are equals (but some are more equal than […]

A while back, a guest staying at Woodsman’s cabin commented that our bright red bedspread was the same Ikea model as she had at home.  She’d just been to visit a friend in Australia who owned the same Ikea lamp as her. We both decided right there and then that this global decorating thing should stop and that we’d never darken their […]

All those free blackberries have been ripening in the hot August sunshine and are ready to be plucked.  It’s a tricky business. The bestest, biggest, fattest ones are seemingly always just out of reach.  You’re going to need a crooked stick for hoiking them out and to not mind getting stung, pricked and inky stained […]

Generally speaking, I can divide people into two groups, Cat people and Dog People.   Dog people will often keep a cat but rarely will cat people keep a dog.  We are Cat people.  I do like dogs but I don’t want one.  (Actually, Bob divides people into two other groups, Lift Takers and Stair Walkers…. he is […]

As told by Pops the Cat….. “So, she turns up with this ugly mug dawg in tow – I’m out mousin’ in the field and I hear the kerfuffle and sidle over to see what’s afoot.  Both of ’em have gone all gooey over this dawg – even my Master who, just hours earlier, had said […]

One day, we got talking to a local farmer who was bemoaning the fact that sheep’s skins are practically worthless.  No one wanted to buy them from him so he ended up burning them – a sorry waste of a wonderful natural rescource.  Bob, whose thoughts at the time were being filtered through the green, green glass of […]