Meeting Isobel – 14 April 2026

Scamp and I met Isobel for coffee in the morning and it was a lovely morning.

Blue skies and fluffy white clouds. What’s not to like. I had a cup of coffee with the ladies and listened to the stories Isobel was telling. I’d forgotten that she is well travelled in South America and further afield before she and her husband settled down in Scotland. She must have been a bit of an adventurer when she was younger.

Eventually she had teased enough information from us both and was ready to go back home, so we bundled her walker into the back seat of the wee Blue car and squeezed Scamp in beside it. Then we drove over to The Village and left her to make her own way up to her house. She wouldn’t hear of either of us helping her, she is so adamant that she can manage for herself, and I actually believe she can.

We drove home via M&S to get something for our lunch and we challenged ourselves in Wordle. I thought it was a goner when I realised there wasn’t a vowel in the grid! I suppose that’s not really true because there was a ‘Y’ in it and that sometimes takes the place of a vowel. Still, it was a strange grid that eventually formed although it was a common enough word that appeared.

After Wordle and its extras, and after lunch I was toying with the idea of going for a walk in St Mo’s, but then Scamp told me it was raining. I didn’t want to get the 24-105mm lens wet so I gave in eventually and took a few shots from the open back door. I also took the inside shot you can see here. It’s a couple of dried cut flowers in an old vase I like from the cupboard. That was the PoD sorted.

We watched a film Scamp had recorded about the dangers of allowing AI to control what’s happening in hospitals. Although it was based on situations in the US, it could possibly get a toe hold here too. Very thought provoking.

Tomorrow I may get my hair cut. It’s not quite a ‘Pure Affro’ yet, but it’s heading in that direction. While my locks are being shorn, Scamp ma be looking for a new pair of sandals. Then, if there’s enough time, she might buy herself a pair of dance shoes.

Garden Flowers and shopping – 13 April 2026

Too many showers to risk going out anywhere  to take photos.

Instead we drove to Stirling to do some shopping. On the way there, we passed a few warning signs of imminent road closures beginning today. No reason given, but I’m sure it would be “Essential Maintenance”, it always is. Three months of this on the M80 was what we were told we’d have to look forward to. Oh what fun.

When we turned off to go into Stirling town we had to suffer more roadworks. Thankfully we were, going IN to Stirling. The queue on the other side of the road coming out of the town was much, much longer. I think we’ll try to avoid Stirling for a few months.

We got parked in Waitrose car park quite easily for a change and we filled our trolley nearly to overflowing, but not quite. As usual we bought lots more stuff than we really need, but it’s a comfortable place to “go for the messages in”. Our small Tesco doesn’t have a great selection and if we go to the big Tesco at the town centre it’s always mobbed. Anyway, we got what we wanted and drove home by avoiding the Three Way Traffic Signals and instead drove through the outskirts of Stirling, heading roughly north and then joined the southbound carriageway of the M80 and got home in half the time. Wild weather again with heavy rain. It didn’t feel like April at all.

The rain was on and off most of the rest of the day. I did manage to get a few shots when the sun was shining and my favourite was a deep purple Hellebore called Viv Mirabella. It has been flowering all through the winter and into spring without showing any signs of stopping any time soon.

Not much to say about the rest of the day. We went to Stirling. We went for the messages. It rained. There, that about sums up Monday for us.

Under the weather – 10 April 2026

I wasn’t feeling great this morning.

I’d been feeling a bit sick last night and thought I was better today, but an upset stomach told me that I wasn’t all that good. Scamp was meeting Shona for lunch and a blether around midday, but I stayed home, not wanting to pass my dodgy tum on to someone else. The usual copious amounts of tea and toast wasn’t making things any easier, but at least the sick feeling had disappeared.

It seemed a waste to just sit there drinking tea, so I dug out my new potato pot and planted another three potatoes. Most of the work is done for you with these fancy planting pots, so I wrote a label for the pot and went back into the house. A bitter wind had appeared from nowhere and I didn’t want to linger outside, so I came in and read for a while.

I had a wander around the front garden after that and noticed a bee on one of the Snake’s Head Fritillaries that Scamp had planted last spring. This was the first bee I’d seen in the garden this year, so I grabbed my camera and got its photo. I’m still not sure what kind of bee but Mr Google insists it’s a Common Carder Bee (Bombus pascuorum) I’ll take his word for it. Itseemed quite interested in a few of the flowers in the front garden before buzzing off to tell all of its Carder Bee pals where the good flowers were. The place will be buzzing with them tomorrow. I must be feeling better tonight because the jokes are getting worse.

When Scamp returned she made a lovely dinner with Cod, mashed potatoes and cheese sauce. It was excellent.

In the evening we sat and watched Gardeners World. Not a program I often watch, but this one was particularly interesting with lots of good advice.

I’m off to bed now because Scamp thinks I need the rest. PoD did turn out to be the Carder Bee.

We may go dancing tomorrow if my stomach will take it!

Off visiting – 9 April 2026

This time we were visiting a solicitor.

Nothing underhand was happening, just a visit to a solicitor to get some advice. I was a bit concerned about it, I admit, but I was more worried about finding a place to park. Thankfully in this posh one-way street there were quite a few places where we could leave the Blue car for an hour or so at no cost.

On the way home we stopped at a local garden centre for lunch and a cup of coffee for me and a cup of peppermint tea for Scamp. I wanted a potato pot to get my next batch of potatoes planted. I’d used one of the two part pots before and they worked well. They have an inner pot and an outer. The inner pot has large holes cut in it, almost the height of the pot itself for drainage. The outer pot is slightly larger than the inner pot and has channels for the inner pot to fit into. Much easier to see than to describe. Just take my word for it, that the whole shebang does its job well. Scamp found herself a new pair of gardening gloves. Her old ones had lasted for ages and she found the exact same gloves. For once, we didn’t come home with more plants!

We drove through a couple of heavy rain showers, what Scamp calls the Cumbersheugh Cloud. There were plenty of clouds too, so I decided to work on the computer for a while until the weather improved. Meanwhile Scamp was doing a bit of cleaning. About an hour later the sky cleared and I went for a walk in St Mo’s and got a few shots. It wasn’t until I got home, I saw a better subject than I’d found on my walk. Just a Tiarella plant hanging over the edge of a pot in our garden. A few photos later I was happy with my results.

Dinner was a pizza with anchovies a fairly familiar light dinner for us. Then I stared in earnest to look through today’s photos. The Tiarella plant’s hanging leaf got PoD.

No plans for tomorrow yet.

Dancin’ & Traffic again – 21 March 2026

This morning we drove to Brookfield for the usual Saturday dance class.

The traffic was a bit busier than normal, but we made good time on the way and weren’t the last ones to arrive.

It was a morning for remembering old, almost forgotten routines. First the Catherine Waltz. A fairly easy and gentle waltz routine with no need for either of the teachers to make it more ‘interesting’ or more difficult.

Next it was a quickstep, not a named one, but a do-it-yourself one where you just dance, keeping mainly to time and fitting in the occasional additional routine in where you can.

Next was the Vogue Waltz which is bit more complicated than the Catherine Waltz, but still easily doable, as we demonstrated. That is what Tea Dances are good at. It’s the repetition that hammers the routines into your brain and makes sure you will remember them.

Next was the Charnwood Cha-Cha. Another easily remembered routine with a few tricky changes in it, but nothing to worry about.

To finish we danced two sequence dances: Midnight Jive and Square Tango.

It was quite a dull lesson, more a refresher than anything else. We knew a lot of the dances because we’re often at the Tea Dances and have the steps embedded in our memory. Scamp thinks the reason of the teachers hammering in old favourites is because the “class week out” to Calpé in a few weeks and the teachers want us to put on a good show. I think they are just lazy and can’t be bothered writing new dances!

The drive home was almost as bad as last week. Trying to squeeze three lanes of traffic into two lanes. Any primary school child will tell you Three into two won’t go! Or they would have if they were in my school. Barely three quarters of an hour to get to Brookfield, almost an hour and a half to get back home. Roll on May when the roadworks will (allegedly) be completed.

PoD today went to Prunus incisa ‘Mikinori. A large shrub with pink buds that turn to white flowers, later.

No plans for tomorrow as yet.

The man who worked in the garden – 20 March 2026

Today I was that man.

In the morning Scamp was out at FitSteps. I stayed at home because I’d promised to fix the upstairs front windows that screeched when you opened them. Some lithium grease and a shot or two of WD 40 sorted that and now they open easily, or at least better than they did.

It was in the afternoon that we started work on the front garden. Scamp did most of the work. She directed operations and told me the names of the plants and flowers she was working with. I was the labourer. I did some riddling of the coarse earth that came from last year’s potato bags and shovelled it into tubs that needed more of a covering. Scamp pruned the stragglers in the Berberis pots. We both inspected the plants that were beginning to show their heads and Scamp watered some plants. She actually watered plants because they needed the moisture. Last week we were complaining about the amount of water that was falling from the sky. Today the earth was dry(ish). How things change in a week.

For some reason I wasn’t all that bothered with taking photos, but about 5pm we were both feeling that it might be a good idea to walk over to Condorrat to get a couple of fish suppers. That way, nobody had to cook. I actually walked over without a jacket. That gives you some idea how warm it was. While I was out, I took some photos of the gorse bushes which are a lovely warm colour. Sharp thorns, but bright yellow flowers.

We watched the final of Landscape Artist 2026 and were disappointed that the Scottish person didn’t win. Why must the English always win?

Tomorrow I expect we’ll be going dancing. I’m not looking forward to the long drive home, though.

 

 

 

Green Shoots – 8 February 2026

Green shoots need water and they got plenty today.

We spent most of the morning working through the Wordle puzzles. Nothing difficult, but some of them made me smile. By the time we got through them, it was almost lunch time and that meant Laura Kuenssberg. Usually she can be relied upon to destroy any politician, but today she was up against an old hand at this politics lark, Work and Pensions Secretary Pat McFadden, His calm style belies a very clever brain behind those eyes. Like him or loathe him, he’s a cool customer, rarely flustered.

After lunch I decided I could manage to get a few shots in the garden. My target for the day was a pot of deep chocolate brown Hellebores. However, almost every time I tried for a photo a rain shower would force me inside. Eventually I gave up and went upstairs where I knew there was a tray of recently emerged Antherinum seedlings. They became the PoD. Hopefully I’ll get the shot of the hellebores another day, a dry day perhaps.

Dinner tonight was an old favourite, Chicken and Pea Traybake. It takes a good hour to cook, but the oven does all the work

We spoke to Jamie later. Simonne is in Italy this week on a training course for her new job and Jamie is working from home, and looking after Vixen too.

Two guys knocked on the door in the evening, asking if we owned a taxi. I told them no and asked why. They said there was a taxi sitting across the road, up against a wall. As soon as I saw the taxi, I knew it belonged to one of our neighbours. He wasn’t too pleased when I told him, but he quickly got it back into place. Neither the two guys, nor our neighbour could come up with an explanation. Still, nobody was hurt and there was no damage done, but it’s a puzzle that will stay with everyone until it is solved.

The seedlings in an egg box was the PoD and collected a few comments.

Tomorrow I may go and book an appointment with the doc for a blood test and a check up. It’s almost due, so it has to be done.

Flowers – 3 February 2026

Just a day to recover.

This Tuesday was another one with little to recommend it. I’d intended going out for a walk with Alex, but we agreed that wasn’t going to happen. The furthest I got was a quick set of grab shots in the garden when the rain and wind had calmed down enough to get some usable photos.

Scamp had a meet up organised with Isobel, but I chose to stay at home. Later and after lunch, Scamp and I drove to the town centre and spoke to a nice lady who offered us a week in the sun if we paid her some money. We said we’d think about it and after a long discussion at home, a decision was made.

Other than that, it was just another cold wet winter day with a few garden flowers ( Primulas) to brighten the gloom. They became the PoD.

 

Going for the messages – 28 January 2026

It was a lovely bright morning and it seemed a shame to waste it sitting in the house.

So, after some discussion, we decided to drive to Stirling to get some messages in Waitrose and have a walk through the town. In the end, and with a very full car boot we decided to have a coffee in Waitrose rather than walk down to Nero. The coffee wasn’t the best, but Scamp was happy with her latte and an iced bun staved off the hunger pangs for a while.

Instead of driving straight home, we turned off the motorway and parked near Haggs. From there we had a walk along the Forth and Clyde canal. The weather held up and with a few fluffy clouds in the sky and an almost perfectly flat calm on the canal we walked along the canal, heading east. Beautiful reflections on the still water gave me plenty of opportunity for photos. Even when we passed one of the locks, the water stayed still and allowed more photo opportunities.

Not far past the canal lock we turned and walked back to the car. We saw a couple of swans following the twists and turns of the canal, presumably looking for a good place to land. Unfortunately I just missed them! Maybe next time.

Back home and after we’d emptied the car, Scamp went out to plant two new pot plants, pink at the front and purple in the back. Both Primulas. Not happy with that, she did a bit of pruning and also stayed out in the sunshine just tidying up the back garden.

Dinner was a shared pizza from Waitrose. Then after I’d downloaded today’s photos and posted a couple, we watched another Landscape Artist of the Year. I don’t know where they find these ‘artists’, but today’s lot were some of the worst we’ve seen. Hopefully they will improve soon.

A week or so, Scamp asked Hazel to ask Neil if his mum knew where she, Scamp, could get Panch Phoron, a Bengali five spice mix. Today a parcel dropped through our letterbox and inside was a packet of Punch Pooran which is the same mix with a slightly different name. Attached was a message from Neil’s mum saying “Happy Cooking”. Isn’t it great when a plan comes together!

PoD went to a view looking east along the Forth and Clyde canal.

No great plans for tomorrow. Scamp says she might do some ironing. I may take a load of odds and ends to the council skips.

And then the rain came – 11 January 2026

Finally the rain came today and washed away all the frost and a whole lot of the ice. Hopefully a fresh start.

It was a dull day. I don’t think I saw the sun today. Lunch was French Toast for both of us on thick-cut bread. Long time since we’ve thick-cut, and it was good.

I went for a walk round St Mo’s in the rain, just to get out of the house. I got a few shots that didn’t really impress me, and when I came home I chose instead to build a little garden for myself. I think it was Hazel who gave me the idea of a table-top. Instead of a loaf of bread as a subject, mine was a table-top garden.

One thing I did manage to do today was to create a link each for the A7c and the A7iii to record the GPS positioning digitally on the SD cards. I’ve struggled with this for what seems like years, but now I may have found the answer.  Hoping to write it up tomorrow for later access.

Spoke to Jamie in the evening and we picked his brains about carpet cleaners, the good ones and the problems with some of them. I think we’re settled on the fact that we do need one, especially for the living room, it’s just the plethora of them that overwhelms us as Carpet Cleaner Newbies!

Good to hear that Simonne is going to Italy for a training week. Some folk are just born lucky. Just back from Trinidad and she jets off to Italy. Hope you enjoy the trip, S.

We have high winds today, for the first time this year. Hope it fades away for morning.

No real plans for tomorrow, but Scamp wants to go shopping and I have an appointment with the docs for Eye Screening. I’d rather be in Italy, thanks!