After what was a Flaming June, July looks like it will continue the hot weather.
Jamie and Simonne were driving to Cumbersheugh on the first part of their return journey from Arran via a stopover in the Cairngorms. Today they were having a short overnight stop in Cumbersheugh. As usual they arrive almost exactly on time.
I had been out earlier with a shopping list of items that we’d need for the visitors. Red Top milk, smoked salmon, orange juice and lots of other things for lunch.
I think we spent half of the morning admiring Simonne’s photos of the Isle of Arran’s scenery. It never ceases to impress me that people can produce professional looking images from a phone camera. We spent the other half on a guided tour of the back and front gardens of our house, with Scamp giving a running commentary of all the flowers, complete with their names.
After lunch I went over to St Mo’s to get some photos. There wasn’t a lot to capture, but I did get some photos of a hoverfly or a drone fly, I’m not sure which, feeding on some Valerian wild flowers.
It was just one circuit of the pond, then back home because we were going to Cotton House for dinner in the late afternoon and we needed to get ready.
Scamp had booked a taxi to take us to over to Longcroft, but although we’d had a message that the taxi was on its way, we had to wait another ten minutes before it arrived. Almost at the restaurant and we got stuck in a great long queue through roadworks which made us even later at Cotton House, not helped by the driver who was in ’Tootle along’ mode. Maybe he had just had a really tiring day.
Food was as good as it usually is in the restaurant and I envied Jamie and Simonne’s Sweet & Sour Chicken Cantonese, although my own Salt & Chilli Chicken was nice, it wasn’t a patch on the sweet & sour. Scamp stuck to her favourite Chicken Chow Mein.
The lady driving our taxi back to Cumbersheugh wasn’t wasting any time. She was driving a rocket powered taxi and she wasn’t taking any prisoners. A woman on a mission.
PoD was a shot of a hoverfly on a Valerian flower.
In the evening, we watched ‘Mrs Harris Goes To Paris’ and really enjoyed it except for Jamie who got bored with it. I thought it was cleverly written and acted until the last ten minutes or so when it became too rushed.
Tomorrow we expect our two visitors will be heading for home. I may meet up with Alex.