Weekend in the Borders

View from the back door 

Had a great weekend trying to trash Auntie Dorothy's lovely cottage in the Borders.  Beautiful sunny morning - even though it is Scotland and January - perfect for a brisk walk across crisp frost-covered fields, though Mummy was less than sporting, and point blanked refused to mount the stiles with me in the backpack - even though that would have been more fun.  However, this weekend was really about chilling out in front of the woodburner, good friends and eating monstrous amounts of food....

This is the weekend where I discovered Oxtail Stew (courtesy of Auntie Junia) and bread pudding (thank you Uncle James).  Fortunately (for Auntie Dorothy), there is a nice big wooden wipeable table and nice virtually indestructable wooden floors.  You can't even mash things into the leather sofas that well.  


I am also learning how to hold court, and get everyone looking at ME adoringly.  Isn't it working well?  I love it when a plan comes together....  

However, forget the local pub with award winning food and open fires; forget the stunning views over the hills; forget the stillness and quiet, apart from the brook burbling gently beneath your window.. because there is one thing in the cottage which is better than any sunny January day, or view, or bracing walk...

What joy it was to sit on this window seat... how happy I was to reach for it...

It is definitely the most exciting thing in the place....

It's....

Oh yes!  I just *love* this wooden fish.

Kingfisher Cottage is available to rent at hugely reasonable rates.