I’d like to invite the world to dinner!

(well, 18 of the world – as that’s the number of plates I have!)


Inspired by Jim Haynes Parisian Sunday Dinners, and my Great Aunt Mary Fraser Dott running a literary salon in Edinburgh in the 1940’s I want to bring people together over food.


I’m inviting people to come to dinner in Leith. This is an opportunity to have great food, converse in person (not on facebook!) and make new connections and find new perspectives.

Food is sourced locally from farmers market and has vegetarian and meaty options.

Please email me Mary Gordon at to book a place (Free!) and get more info.

7pm Sunday 24th August 2014






Feedback from my trial run includes


The food was excellent and the company great. Nice and relaxed and a great bunch of people.


The food choice was superb for the setting and there was plenty to go around.


Lovely food and drinks,


Enjoying delicious food; meeting friendly people with engaging conversation


It was a very charming evening for all of its quirkiness (interesting yummy food; friendly guests; and, a fizz of eccentricity).




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Despite going on a somewhat driech day to The House of the Art Lover with a Glasweigan and an Israeli – it was an inspiring visit. The house is not an original Mackintosh build but is based on drawings he made for an architecture competition. It has however been done very sympathetically with wonderful craft. It is a bit of a trek to get to but worth it. Entrance is £4.50. Opening times vary as they hold lots of events in the building so do check the website before going.


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The Burry Man is an extraordinary survival of a very ancient custom in the town of South Queensferry. First recorded in 1687 I think only maybe one year during withe WW1or 2 it has missed. Luckily I have a friend living in the Ferry who alerted me to it and kindly worked out the route so we could catch up with him just about to enter the South Queensferry Rugby Club. After being dressed early in the morning entirely in burrs from the burdock the Burry Man walks a route around the town having a whisky in certain spots (drinking through a straw because of the burrs on his face). Supported by the two helpers with the sticks as its quite had to walk in the suit or see.  Its a great honour to be the Burry Man and one did it for 25 years! The current one has written about it here. The Burry Man also has a man dressed in normal clothes ringing a bell and warning of his coming and a gaggle of children with buckets collecting money and handing out sweeties to other children. Several times we stopped tiny babies and tots were brought out to be photographed with the Burry Man – it wasn’t clear if people thought it good luck or of some special significance.*

* My South Queensferry friend Rhiannon Connelly just messaged me to say that the Burry Man is considered to be good luck for babies!




Snapped on a shop front in Paris on my New Year jaunt… seems an age away. While there I decided to move forward on a project I’ve been thinking about for well .. YEARS! Its taken until now for any substantial progress to be made. Life the living of interrrupted plus starting a new work gig in March. Anyway I’ve decided to set up a sort of salon for people to come together over food to make connections, have lively conversations, make the world smaller more connected. Its time I impacted my own era. If it goes well this weekend I hope to run them regularly.


Brilliant! I took this picture on Broughton St just before I went to Berlin. To be honest it just crystalized changes that have been percolating since before Christmas. Many things have moved and changed. I’ve put in more boundaries, I’m more focussed on making things happen for myself rather than bob along doing what others want me to do. I’ve just spent 3 days painting my kitchen – back-breaking work especially the ceiling. I’m slinging lots of things out towards the charity shop / bin. I’m so tired of holding onto things given to me by other people. Lets just put a moratorium  on stuff OF ALL KINDS unless it can be crocheted or consumed.  Lots of different and new projects in the pipeline. Updates soon…



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