Kilmany

I was out for a wander tonight and as I reached the top of the hill the sun began to break through the clouds and lit up the little village of Kilmany. Kilmany was my first home in Fife. After 3 years of studying in the bright lights of Dundee, I decided at the ripe old age of 20 that I had had enough of the bright lights of the city and headed out to Fife for my final year. I worked all summer and bought a wee purple mini and moved in with my pals Erica (the lawyer to be) and Pamela ( the accountant to be).

If you go large, you will see the village church and to the left of it (yes overlooking the graveyard - no problem with noisy neighbours) was the house we rented from the Rev W. His only stipulation was that we should attend church once a month! I think we made it there once in the year !

It was a great place to stay with plenty of room and a fine garden. However, the winter of 1981/1982 was particularly harsh and I think we had a good couple of weeks with no water as the pipes leading to the house were frozen underground!

Some great memories and I am not sure the Rev W would have approved of all of our goings on but we did all manage at some point to study and graduate in 1982! Oh my....