Wednesday, 7 October 2020

Eight years on - a wee update

Hello dear reader,

I'm grateful for those still enjoying this blog of Scotland adventures after so many years. Many things have changed in my life. I'm still in Canada and I now write a small personal blog called

For those who have the honour of living in or even visiting Scotland, please enjoy a walk up the Edinburgh High Street for me. If you have the time and inclination, pop in at the Scottish Storytelling Centre (one of my favourite places in the whole world) and give them a wee donation to help keep the stories going. 

Love Sx

Sunday, 15 June 2014

Two years on...greetings from B.C.

I am slow. Very, very slow. It can take me a long time to start to feel settled in a place, so it should be no surprise that two years after moving back to Canada, I am finally able to occasionally peek out of my shell. Not that I'm not busy, but huge life adjustments can cause long-term creative hiccups for those of us who shimmy at a snail's pace.

The Scotsman and I have settled in the South Okanagan. A year ago, in a fit of missing my friends at the Edinburgh Cake Ladies, I decided to start my own baking club. It's much smaller than Edinburgh, but just as fun.

Should I resurrect this blog, or leave it as a closed chapter and start afresh? I don't know. For now I will enjoy catching up with some of my favourite blogs - all the characters and storytellers that I have so missed.

Canada has been good to us in the past two years. We recently rented a wee house, and I will leave you with our magnificent view.

Saturday, 5 May 2012

The big move...

Hello you,

I am leaving you a note in case you have landed here looking for me. After seven years on Scotland I am moving back to Canada with my beloved Scotsman.

Whever we end up in B.C. I will be blogging again in my sensuous, local tourism vein. 

DFTBA and eat cake.

Sophia xx

Monday, 20 June 2011

And it's goodbye from me

Hello you.

Alas my blogging days are at an end for now. With my mind and creative energy on other things, I'm closing up shop on both of my blogs.

Thankfully I have google reader to dive into your bloggy lives whenever I want, and I have no doubt I will eventually reemerge in blogland under another guise.

You are made of awesome.

Peace, love and haggis,


Friday, 20 May 2011

Cake. More Cake. Even more cake.

A cake club is a brilliant idea. A big group of strangers bake cakes and bring them to a predetermined location. They stand around in a jittery mob as the cakes are lined up on a long counter.

They face the land of cakes, waiting and waiting for the moment of permission, that glorious moment when they are told the slicing and devouring can begin.

One baker has made a cake she has dubbed "the tower of sin." The crowd is noticeably thicker on the side of the room that is closest to this sweet monster.
Even when the first slices are piled onto small plates and the forks are made busy with stabbing and scooping, everyone still stands close to the cakes, ready to refill as soon as possible when plates are empty.

Time passes, more slices are eaten. People slow down, find a seat, aren't so quick to rush to cut another piece. The sugar buzz takes over their minds. They look at each other with dopey half grins, these strangers drunk on cake.

Good times, this whole cake business. Good times.