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Shauna Reid

Welcome, weary traveller! I'm Shauna Reid, an Australian writer who moved to Scotland nine years ago in pursuit of adventure and kilts

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Doctor G

The crushing of childhood dreams

21/Jan/2013

Gareth and I were talking about formative experiences the other day and he told me about the moment he feels is responsible for his, “constant feeling of being slightly disappointed by life” He was about twelve years old, at a Boys Brigade camp on the west coast. One day the lads had to sign up Read More

You’re just a pizza box!

15/Nov/2012

It was recently the 9th Annual You Rawk Day and I’m still learning new endearing facts about Gareth. Like when he falls asleep on the couch he folds his arms neatly over his chest, like a dictator lying in state. Also, he gets really cranky when product packaging has first-person copy on it. Innocent Smoothies are Read More

Shakespeare at 35

02/Nov/2012

Now that I’m getting on in years there’s this little hair that keeps appearing under my chin. I dutifully pluck it out and then it comes back and then I pluck it out again. I always know it’s time to grab the tweezers when Gareth suddenly says with an evil grin, “Hey! Shakespeare’s back!”. I Read More

Brown

21/Oct/2010

1973 was a very brown year, if our house is anything to go by. I didn’t give it much thought over the summer, but now it gets dark early and we’re inside more often, so we can no longer deny there’s a lot of brown about. It hasn’t helped that we also accumulated a fair Read More

Romeward Bound

13/Sep/2010

Edinburgh to Heathrow flight. SHAUNA:   Do you think we'll have to go through security again? GARETH:   No. S:   Are you sure? G:   Yes. We're not in Australia trying to get into Geelong or something. G'day! Got any FROOT to declare? SNAKES? SPOIDERS? Heathrow to Rome flight. SHAUNA:   How about a Read More

SHAME JOB!

03/Mar/2010

I highly recommend shacking up with a foreigner, as cultural differences help keep the magic alive. Today is my and Dr G’s fifth wedding anniversary and we still manage to surprise each other. At least when it comes to words. Just when I think I’ve heard all his wacky phrases, he dredges up another doozy. Read More

MotoGP is Dead

08/Aug/2009

UNTIMELY BLOG ENTRIESA backlog of drafts published long after they were relevant.Episode #1 — September 28, 2008 Valentino Rossi zoomed to his sixth MotoGP world title in Japan this morning while I snoozed soundly in my scratcher. It’s hard to believe that just two years ago I would set the alarm to watch the long-haul Read More

Trouble in Paradise

21/May/2009

We’ve moved house again; a little house with rural views to the rear complete with enormous pile of cow shite. Inspired by all that fertiliser we’ve planted some herbs and tomatoes and have already become emotionally involved with their fate. Every time the house creaks and gurgles during the night I worry it’s the sound Read More

I Like Budgies

07/May/2009

Following on from the whole Baby or Budgie debate, while in Australia I found evidence that Dr G and I were destined to be together. It seems we've both wanted the same thing all along! While pawing through a folder full of stories I'd scribbled as a five year old, we found this:   I Read More

The Gift

25/Mar/2009

GARETH'S DAD: I want to give you a wee bit of spending money for your trip to Australia. GARETH: That's okay, thanks. I don't need any money. GARETH'S DAD: I want to give you some money! GARETH: I don't need any money! GARETH'S DAD: Say it's for your birthday! Take the money! GARETH: I don't Read More

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