I saw a note from Sarah Honeychurch in an email thread about a problem with FeedWordPress, the plugin that makes the ScotEdublogs Aggregation work. This alerted Alan Levine who raised an issue and simplified the solution. Alan also had blogged about the problem, with his usual speed!
I’ve applied the fix and this post should test it out. Thanks Alan!
#SilentSunday
Collection Box presents Martha Ffion, Jill Lorean & Goodnight Louisa at The Doublet, Glasgow West End | What’s On Glasgow Music night in aid of Amma Birth Companions.
Doublet Bar Dec 17 from 7:30pm to 10:30pm GMT
(@marthaffion @jilllorean and @goodnightlouisa).
Organised by My daughter & partner, all proceeds to Amma Birth Companions. Tickets.
From my on this day page I found a 2010 post with a broken image had been on flickr, but no more. I found a copy on the internet archive. Replaced, added alt text & left the attribution in place.
From an unrelated search of my posts, a post from 2016, fixed two typos.
Happy moments.
Day 4 of my advent calendar of simple #H5P examples, in. Glow Blogs. A wee game for primary school pupils every day till Christmas.
A walk to Duncolm via Loch Humphrey & Fynloch hill in the mist & drizzle today. Very mild for the time of year. The burns are full and the paths are bogs. Some photos on a map:
walkmap
A little egret & a pal were quartering the horse field at the star of the Loch Humphrey track. A few minutes later I head a nuthatch. Both are fairly recent arrivals in Scotland I believe. Due to climate change. It is a very mild start to December & fields are surprisingly green. Drizzle & mist
#SilentSunday
Read: Seascraper by Benjamin Wood ★★★★★ 📚
Little waves are shouldering the cart’s tyres, spitting upwards at his face. The sea is patterned by the rain like honeycomb. He’s trying to make the best of it, but he can tell the horse is getting more reluctant.
A wonderful novella. A few days in the life of a young horse & cart shrimper working on a misty flat coast. Beautiful slow description of the daily grind in the cold & wet. The story unfolds slowly into drama, dreams & music.
Kilpatrick braes, yesterday, short loop. Low clouds, some drizzle and a few bright spells. Quite warm. Paths like burns after yesterday’s heavy rain. On the first field a buzzard hunting. A couple of ravens appeared & moved it off. After the deer fence, under the trees, I saw them again, or another trio. Again the ravens chased the buzzard off. I could hear them kronk and also making an almost electronic 2 note call I’ve not heard before.
