Bobama.

A young Indian girl dances outside the US embassy in New Delhi

* Kevin Frayer/AP via the Guardian

We had our own dance party in the kitchen this morning, Ella shook her nappy while Ammie shouted 'Bobama! Bobama!'

Now UK, let's sit up and pay attention to what can be learned about voting on the side of good, not evil. (Although, if we're honest I find it hard to imagine either option being worth dancing for. Or as a wise woman says...)

Two.

two

(yesterday)

A Saturday in October.

Patricia, ESB and a jar of dead moles.

Or: an alternative tour of London

I opened up reader this afternoon to find that one of my favourite bloggers was talking about one of my favourite cities over on East Side Bride. It was like finding another biscuit in a packet you thought was empty. And we're not talking 'Big Ben and The London Eye' London, we're talking 'weird, dead stuff' London. The best London, in other words. 

walrus from the Horniman Museum and via east side bride

October.

It's October in the Highlands. Most days the skies are grey, the sheep behind the house hunch in drizzling rain and the boiler judders, struggling to keep a old, dark, stone house warm. And then there are days like this, when the sky is the coldest of blues, the light is as sharp as cut glass and our cheeks and fingers turn frozen pink as we explore and gather and collect and point and planes in the sky. 

Introducing: Bird and Bear

So, I finally got my act together to put together... Bird and Bear. 

Photographing families, with soul. 

I've been a bit reluctant to launch the website before we have actually moved to London (we're still very much in the northern wilds), but it's there and now I'm itchy to share it. So, spread the word. There's going to be a new family photographer in London Town in the new year, and her prices are excellent.