Last week we held a fun concert for family and guests. We managed: songs with organ and clarinet, poetry (including a funny poem about a little boy who eats a whole chocolate cake), a song from Italy used to encourage a rider in the famous horse races held in Sienna, and a lesson in Spanish flamenco dancing.
We offer family homestays – and these are very popular. We welcome families of up to 4 people (5 people is sometimes possible – please ask). Sometimes both parents come, sometimes 1 parent. There is no lower age limit for your children.
Both adults and children can take English lessons – alone or together, as preferred.
We have lots of trips and activities that are fun for children. Including plenty of outdoor and indoor games. Crieff has great parks, a river and lovely countryside. We are a 10 minute walk from the centre of town, with its shops and cafes. You can visit Edinburgh as a day trip.
Here are some photos of the youngest family that we have had so far.
1) A fan of high quality crime novels and their authors?
2) Interested in improving your general, business, legal or Human Resources English?
This September you could combine the 2 with a visit to our family homestay – with a 3 day international crime writing festival in the historic city of Stirling, and your choice of English lessons. It’s also a chance to discover the landscapes and history of this very beautiful part of the world.
Stirling is easily accessible from our homestay by public transport or car.
Talks by bestselling crime writers from the UK and around the world, and lots of other crime related events. For more detail, see the Festival’s website at:
Strawberry picking, followed a couple of weeks later by raspberry picking, is one of my favourite family traditions.
We have lots of wild fruit here in Scotland, but to stock up on basketfuls of delicious soft fruit, nothing beats a good Pick Your Own fruit farm. We have tracked one down – half an hour from us, but the drive is through beautiful countryside, and it’s well worth the trip.
This is a great afternoon out for all the family. If any fruit survive the drive home, strawberries are obviously delicious with sugar and cream, but they make a great sorbet too.
Sometimes, a person who is considering an English language holiday here asks me: “Will I understand your accent?”.
My daughters and I are English. We moved from England to Scotland a couple of years ago. We speak an easy to understand, “received pronunciation”, English.
What about our neighbours here in central Scotland?
A fair proportion of them have moved here from England, and have English accents. Those born and bred in Scotland may speak with a Scottish accent, and may use some words that are typically Scottish. Different regions have slightly different accents. The strength of the accent generally depends on the social class of the speaker. For instance, members of the Scottish upper class often speak in “received pronunciation” English, whereas the middle class have a light Scottish accent.
The language traditionally associated with the Highlands of Scotland – Gaelic – is encouraged by the Scottish government, but you are very unlikely to hear it spoken here.
Visitors tell me that they have no difficulty in understanding the majority of Scottish people that they meet here. But you may pick up the odd new word. “Wee” (for “small”) is a genuine favourite. And whereas an English person will tell you where they live, a Scottish person will tell you where they “stay”.
One of the great things about Scotland is how friendly people are here – most people you come across are keen to chat – which is good English practice!
On a short walk to the Baird Monument we were surrounded by bluebells. Magical.
We finally reached the Monument, at the top of a very small hill. Commemorating General David Baird, who appears to have been a remarkable character, both in his military and in his personal life. According to the wording on the Monument:
“He felt no jealousies. He harboured no resentment. He knew no guile.”
In 1850s Edinburgh, a nightwatchman, John Gray, was accompanied in his night-time work of traipsing the streets by his small dog, Bobby.
John died of tuberculosis in 1858 and was buried in Greyfriars Kirkyard in the centre of Edinburgh.
Bobby refused to leave his master’s grave. The keeper of the Kirkyard made many attempts to chase him away, but he always came back. Eventually the keeper accepted the situation and created a small shelter for the dog, next to the grave.
He would leave the grave once a day, to eat lunch at a local coffee house, which he had got used to visiting with his master. As Bobby became famous in Edinburgh, crowds would gather to watch him on his daily lunchtime outing.
Bobby stayed by his master’s grave, even in the coldest of weather, for 14 long years, until his own death.
A statue of him was erected just outside the Kirkyard, in his memory. Rubbing the statue’s nose is supposed to bring good luck. In fact, so many tourists rub the nose that the city has struggled to keep the statue in good shape.
Bobby is now a legend – many books and films tell his inspiring story. His headstone reads:
“Greyfriars Bobby – died 14th January 1872 – aged 16 years – Let his loyalty and devotion be a lesson to us all.”