Month: October 2023

October’s almost over – 31 October 2023

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Another bright morning and a cold day to follow it.

I think we just sat in the warm living room and looked out at the world outside for a while. We also stood at the back window and watched the antics of a couple of magpies struggling to find a way to get at the fat in half a coconut shell that’s hanging on the rowan tree.  It’s a cheap bird feeder I bought intending it for the bluetits to feed on.  However one of the wily magpies found a way to hook the string that holds the coconut with its claw and pull it close, meaning it could plunder the contents in comfort.  The others were still flying up, taking a peck and falling back down.  I think they expended more energy than they gained from the fat.

Scamp wrote a letter to the Gas Ombudsman, complaining about the terrible wait we’ve had to get a gas bill.  Nobody seems to know why we’ve not had a bill and any correspondence we get for British Gas is basically a photocopy with the date changed from the last one.  The smart meter is working for the electricity bill, but not for the gas!  Maybe we need someone to come out and read the meter! We’ll see what the Ombudsman can do to jolly them along.

After lunch we walked down to the shops for the makings of a stir-fry and some potatoes to make Potato and Leek soup.  There were a group of ‘workies’ cutting back the bushes at the front of the house.  I didn’t envy them their work in the cold breeze that was blowing.  We felt it too on our fifteen minute walk to the shops.  I’d intended leaving the bags with Scamp on the way back and going for a walk in St Mo’s, but they were quite heavy, so I walked home with her and then went out again to see what I could find. Not a lot was the answer, although I did startle a deer in the woods. It saw/smelled/heard me long before I noticed it and it was away like the wind.  I tried taking photos of some fungi but few of them were interesting, then I found a curvy looking flat topped mushroom just as the sun shone through the trees on it.  I think I missed the best of that light, but was happy with the image I did get.  That became PoD.

Back home the workies had finished and I could smell soup, so the potatoes had been used! I made a cup of coffee and uploaded today’s photos then worked on them for a while.  Then I remembered, or was reminded by the computer that there was an update to the iMac’s OS, so I put it in.  About an hour later I was walking past the computer and noticed the screen was still black with a white progress line half way along its slot.  Not long after an error message flashed on the screen.  The update had failed for some reason. On a normal week, I’d already have made a backup of the OS and would just have overwritten the OS with a new one, but I hadn’t made a backup and I didn’t want to risk losing the data as well as the operating system.  I tried a Safe Mode start and everything was still there, but I decided I’d wait until tomorrow to do a backup and then replace the OS.  Computers are a pain some times. Dinner was the stir-fry and it was quite good, but nothing special. Soup was kept for tomorrow.

Today was the last sketch in Inktober for this year.  The prompt was Fire. Instead of an actual fire I chose to sketch the vehicle that hopefully would be responsible for stopping a fire. It’s based on a Dennis F8 Fire Engine 1955. The group this year with a couple of headbanger exceptions has been really good and well behaved.  That made my life a lot easier!

I think a dance practise will be called for tomorrow.  Other than that, we may well be sheltering from the predicted rain!

Glorious Light! – 30 October 2023

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Today was a much brighter and much colder day than yesterday.

We watched the Mexican GP and it was a fairly lively affair with the home boy, Perez going off at the first bend after attempting an overtaking manoeuvre that was always going to end in tears for somebody. After bouncing his car around on the run-off area, he took it back to the garage and said “It’s Broke!” In Mexican I presume. Of course the golden boy won the race as Scamp had predicted he would.

Today was Monday and Monday is a day for doing shopping. Nothing fancy, just the messages. The boring stuff like bread and cauliflower, rice and coffee, fruit and onions, essentials. Plus a bag of jam doughnuts and a couple of bottles of wine. Because man cannot live by bread alone, and neither can woman! Tesco shopping it was today. We talked about going to Morrisons or Waitrose, but neither of us were interested in travelling far afield. Sometimes it’s better to stay local.

When we got back it was lunch time and that meant the rest of the soup I made yesterday. It was thicker today and the taste was stronger. Just the thing with a slice of bread ‘dooked’ in it. When that was done I waited long enough to see what the weather was going to do later in the week. Then got my boots on and my jacket with the inner sleeve still damp from yesterday’s soaking and drove over to Fannyside where I thought I’d get some autumn colour from the trees. While I was off in the country, Scamp was brushing up the leaves in the garden, in the sunshine.

The light was nothing short of amazing today. After yesterday’s rain had cleared the air, you could see for miles. I was heading for the old ruin of Jawhill Farm. The farm wasn’t really the centre of attention today, it was the trees that were the stars. They were that lovely rusty gold colour that leaves get just before they fall and the sun was getting low in the sky picking out the textures in the farmers’ fields. Blue sky overhead with just enough broken clouds to give a bit of interest to the scene. These days don’t come often, so we have to make the most of them. It’s a pity the cold east wind was really cutting. I was glad I’d picked the heavy Bergy jacket, rather than my fleece.

On the way back to the car I passed three cattle, two cows and one bullock in a field. I just had to have a picture of the bullock. Its coat was almost the same colour as the leaves I’d been photographing and it only had one horn. I don’t know what the story was there. The farm house made PoD, but the bullock got second place.

Today the penultimate prompt for Inktober 2023 was Rush. I duplicated it and it became Rushes, Bull Rushes. I’ve been reading some comments about the prompts this year being a bit too obscure and I have to agree. There have to be better prompts than the ones we’ve been given recently. For the past few years these one word prompts stump a lot of people who then give up on the whole thing. Anyway, today’s sketch was done in fountain pen and a water wash to get some shading.

Tomorrow we have no plans, but the weather looks good, but cold again.

Summer is gone – 29 October 2023

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It’s been replaced with rain, I think.

It was raining when we woke today. It’s still raining now at 11pm. I believe there have been dry periods during the day, but they didn’t last long.

I spent most of the morning writing to my brother, commenting on his photos which are always worth looking at and adding some of mine which are sometimes worth a nod in the right direction.

After that we watched the qualifying round of the Mexican GP and for the second, or maybe the third race in a row, despaired about the new ’Track Limits’ rules which just seem to be a way of giving the stewards some air time. Why not remove them entirely, the Limits and the Stewards and just let the drivers race. That’s what it’s all about, isn’t it? Or is it more about money changing hands? Hmm answers on a postcard please.

Later in the morning I volunteered to make “What’s in the Fridge” soup. It was based on carrots, onions, half a sweet pepper, lentils and three kale leaves, plus a litre of water and two stock cubes. Actually it turned out quite well, once it had been left to simmer away for an hour or so.

We hadn’t crossed the threshold until well after lunch, but I thought the rain was lessening and Scamp confirmed that it wasn’t raining, that was around 3.pm. I booted up and put on the Bergy jacket and walked over to St Mo’s. The two trees at the far end of the car park looked interesting and bright with the dull green of the pines behind them. I took four shots then the rain came down in torrents (and everywhere else too) and I decided I’d be absolutely soaked if I walked round the pons, so instead I headed home. In total I had 7 shots. The two trees made PoD after I’d injected a gloomy looking sky into the mix. A low down shot of the watercourse that used to be a path was the other photo to join the trees on Flickr.

Dinner tonight was soup and a slice of doughy bread from Tesco. Probably the worst loaf Warburton’s has made. The soup made it worthwhile though. With a yoghurt and the promise of a Crunchy ice lolly later that was Sunday dinner. It was that sort of day.

We watched a dull Strictly and weren’t surprised by the couple who left. Like Scamp said, she was the only non-dancer in the whole group. What she meant was that all the rest were either dancers or actors who’d been to dance school. No room for amateurs on Strictly.

Spoke to Jamie and heard that the roof is still holding and there is no further ingress of water in the bedrooms. Scaffolding should be finished soon and all is well. Apart from poor Vixen having an upset stomach after her visit week in the kennels.

PoD was sorted and the prompt for today was “Massive”. Every time I said that word I thought of Massif Central which is a highland area in France. Why it stuck in my memory I do not know other than it originates from Mr Anderson’s O Grade Geography class in Larky Academy back in the dim mists of time. My answer to ‘Massive’ was a gigantic fly being attacked by ‘neohumans’. Just a bit of fun.

Hoping for some dry weather tomorrow to get out somewhere nice for a walk, perhaps?

Dancin’ – 28 October 2023

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Actually a very interesting and useful dance class for a change!

It was a pleasant drive to Brookfield today. Light traffic on the motorway and a blue sky with fluffy white clouds overhead. A marked difference to the dark grey clouds hanging over the Campsie Fells when we left the house.

There is a children’s dance class in the hall before us now. Normally they aren’t a problem, but lately they have been taking longer and longer to pack up which eats into our class time. They were even later this morning and we only had a one hour time slot due to The Committee needing to set up the hall for their Halloween party tonight. I don’t think our teachers were very pleased and we got the impression that words would be said to the organising Committee.

The teachers made good use of the limited time we had for the class but the Sally Ann Cha-Cha that was the warm-up was a shambles. Nobody seemed to know where they were going and no two couples were in time with each other. Thankfully, things got better after that. We started with the Tango which got tangled with Kirsty’s tango in our heads and it took a few tracks before we were entirely happy with it. But we did manage to master the Prom Turn to Rock Turn with a bit of help from Jane. It had baffled us a fortnight ago.

Next up was Joy’s Waltz which we sort of know, but are not fully cognisant with. We sorted out a few problem steps in it too with help from Stewart.

Last dance of the morning was the Quickstep and Scamp devised a neat shortened version of the routine that would allow us to dance it without stopping. Clever teacher, Scamp! And with that our hour was up and the class was over.

We drove home through equally light traffic. I don’t know what happened today to give us a record time of just over 30mins for the run home.

We both had a fairly lazy hour after lunch, reading and basking in the sunshine while I chased an errant bluebottle round the house but didn’t catch and release it until much later in the afternoon. I think it found its way in while Scamp was in the garden, potting up a Yew tree she’d asked Jamie to bring up. She was also increasing her numbers of pelargoniums and geraniums by taking cuttings of both.

Dinner was to be Fish Risotto and we didn’t have any smoked fish in the freezer, so I booted up and went for a walk over St Mo’s, then down the path behind the school that would take me to the shops. That’s where I found todays PoD. It’s a bit weird looking, which is ok for Halloween, I suppose, but it’s actually the seed pods of a clump of Flag Irises that grow in a boggy area beside the path I liked the colours and the shapes of the seed pods and the seeds themselves. I may go back tomorrow and collect some seeds to sow. Don’t know if they will grow or not. We’ll find out some day, hopefully.

Prompt for today was “Sparkle”. I don’t have a very sparkling personality, but I did think up today’s sketch which was a pink ice cream sundae with sparklers sticking out of it. A splash of paint and a cherry on the top made it look quite festive, I thought!

The dinner worked very well and the bluebottle was released into a cold Saturday evening.

Tomorrow we’ve to have heavy rain all day, but an hour extra in our bed. Don’t know if I will take that walk over to St Mo’s to collect some seed. We’ll see.

 

Out to Lunch – 27 October 2023

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It was a dull day and it really needed a decent pub lunch to brighten it up.

The house still feels a bit empty after the mountaineers have gone back down south to the flat lands. I hope they are pining for the heathery hills now.

Scamp was out at FitSteps in the morning and I was trying to get my new white mouse to do what I want it to do, but that requires an app to be installed first. Heavens it’s just a three button bluetooth mouse, not a washing machine. Why do they, the invisible ‘THEY’ need to make things so complicated. I eventually gave up and decided I’d just have to get used to it.

When Scamp returned, we couldn’t be bothered going far, so instead we went to Broadwood Farm. By that time I was hungry, so a Large Carvery portion would hit the spot. Scamp, on the other hand wanted a Fried Chicken Burger. What came for her wasn’t what she wanted. I’m not to blame. She called the girl back and told her what she had expected to find between the two halves of the bun. The girl apologised and brought something that looked almost the same, minus a gallon of spicy sauce. Happy customer, if slightly embarrassed for giving the chef more work she didn’t need. It’s not my fault this time. I asked for exactly what she said and my Large Carvery was lovely. I think the Broadwood is feeling the pinch now from McD’s next door. Fewer staff on the floor and fewer punters sitting at tables.

On the way home I went for a walk round St Mo’s and brought home a photo of two dandelions.That made PoD.

Prompt for today was “Beast”. The beast in question is a Weevil. Scamp spotted one at the top of the stairs the other day and came running with the message “There’s a beast at the top of the stairs.” I guessed it was an earwig or something similar and I was right it was a weevil. I scooped it up on a bit of paper and deposited it in the garden, apologising to it that I was sorry it was raining. It didn’t seem to mind and walked away. Any creature, large or small is a “Beast” in this house and I am called to fight it. Thankfully most of them are insects and I can handle them. Don’t know how I’d fare with a charging hippo, though!

I finally got confirmation today, after phoning Nissan, that we are now owners of our car, not leasers. It only took them a month to finally email us a document confirming our ownership.

Tomorrow we are hoping to get to Brookfield for a short, hour long dance class. Hopefully something interesting and short.

Time to go home – 26 October 2023

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It always come to this day.

Up at 6:15 to say ‘Cheerio’ to Jamie and Simonne and help them cram their rucksacks, bags, jackets and still sodden wellies into the car. Jamie just as efficient as ever had intended the drive south to start at 7:00 and it was 7:10 when they left. We sat for a while, then went back to bed for an hour or so to snooze before I made breakfast and we made plans for the day.

I’d already decided we were going out somewhere, anywhere, well not really ‘just anywhere’, but somewhere interesting or somewhere for lunch. We had to keep ourselves occupied, otherwise the house was going to feel empty. In the end, I chose the destination and I was sure Scamp would be happy with it.

We drove over to Cafe Bothy which has rebranded itself as Coffee Bothy unfortunately. I much preferred the original! Cafe or Coffee, the name is irrelevant, it was the food we were going for. It’s a busy place where you can never get a table right away, but the buzzer in Scamp’s hand buzzed after a much shorter time than normal and we had a corner table. Usually Scamp has Mac ’n’ Cheese and I have Sri Lankan Lamb Curry, but today I was making the big bold change to Mince ’n’ Tatties with Peas and Carrots but Scamp stayed resolute with her macaroni. As with all big changes, I wasn’t sure how it would work out, but the mince was just like my mum made and like Scamp showed me how to make and which I now make myself. In a word, delicious. Steamed carrots with a bit of bite to them and peas, well, just peas really, but fine for an addition of colour to the mince. This is also one of the few places you can get a two cup cafetière of coffee – decent coffee, Columbian or Java. Always Java for me.

After we paid and avoided the cream filled doughnuts, we went for a walk round the overpriced deli shop that is always an addition to cafe’s now and Scamp bought some fresh farm eggs. The farm is next door to the cafe, so the eggs are probably fresh. It was getting a bit dull and we felt that at 3pm it was beginning to get dark, but thankfully there was just enough light to grab some photos. PoD came from there and it was a shot of the Wallace Monument after a pylon and power cables were removed in ON1 and Lightroom. The colours in the trees really encouraged me to take the shot.

I bought myself a new computer mouse in Currys. It’s a Logitech silent mouse, not a squeak from it! My old Logitech Bluetooth mouse really need a new pair of microswitches, but they are difficult to lay your hands on these days. Anyway, it was probably as cheap to just buy a new one. It’s white, but that will never last, so I’m told!

Back home, the house did feel a bit empty, but after we’d turned the bed back into a sofa again the back bedroom looked like my room again. It’s just waiting now to get some stuff spread around it and it will feel like home from home!

We got a message from Jamie and Simonne saying they had a fairly uneventful drive south and they even sent us a photo of the house as it is now with its scaffolding in place. It even had a blue sky above it. The automatic headlights switched on in our car as we were driving home. By 4pm it was already evening!

The prompt today asked for ‘Remove’. My answer is a removal van owned and driven by The Man With A Van. Available for house clearances and disposal of unwanted goods in addition to removals, sometimes known as a Midnight Flit!

Cash only! No questions asked.

Tomorrow Scamp is intending to go to her FitSteps class, leaving me with the possible opportunity to start messing up the back room!

 

 

 

Climbing Higher – 26 October 2023

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Today the climbers were off to Ben Lomond hoping to bag a Munro.

While the mountaineers were driving to Rowandennan to start the climb, we were happy to have and extra hour or two’s snooze.

The first thing we chose to do was have a quick practise of the Tango which I thought I had down pat. That’s all I’ll say at this time.

Afterwards we dragged ourselves out into the real world, and drove over to Tesco for the inevitable shopping. We did add a couple of extra things just for the visitors and just for fun.

In the afternoon I went for a walk in St Mo’s hoping the sun might shine through the clouds. It did, but only on the distant Campsie Fells, but not on Cumbersheugh. A mist had come down just after midday, but then a breeze made it disappear, leaving water droplets on some of the weeds. One weed in particular had a spiderweb with wee beads of water. That became PoD on a dull Scottish day.

The climbers returned after their trip to the peak of Ben Lomond. Munro bagged! Simonne had some beautiful photos taken from just below the peak but the photos from the actual Trig point were covered by mist and rain. It’s Scotland. It’s like that. They just had time for a quick shower before heading off to dinner with Andrew, Cat and the kids.

Dinner was Monday served on Wednesday, ie Pasta. Actually Penne pasta and a very nice sauce with three types of tomatoes: baby tomatoes, blitzed plum tomatoes and passata. Don’t know what I did right but we both enjoyed it and I doubt if I’ll be able to make it like that again.

While they were off eating again, we drove to midweek dance class with Kirsty and a chance for me to prove that I didn’t have it down pat after all. Despite all Scamp’s encouragement, I just couldn’t confidently get it right every time. Finally I asked the teacher to lead me through it and it worked. That doesn’t mean she is better than Scamp, just she explained it differently and probably hauled me round with more confidence. After that we got the entire Tango to work almost every time.

Today’s prompt was “Dangerous”. I could have drawn almost anything to fulfil today’s prompt of ‘Dangerous’. In the end I settled for a lion. A pretty dangerous beast by all accounts.
With that said, according to the BBC, it is only the 10th most dangerous creature in the world. The Mosquito is the biggest killer with Humans in second place. Makes you think!

We drove home through driving rain again and when Jamie and Simonne returned we sat and talked for an hour with a wee drink to mark what was really the end of a great week. Unfortunately Jamie was driving tomorrow, so he had to abstain from the drinking.

Tomorrow will probably be another early rise, but a sad one.

Off to the capital – 24 October 2023

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Today we were going all posh!

We were all booked for lunch at The Kitchin in Edinburgh today and as we would be having a glass or two, we weren’t driving. None of us were.

We took a taxi from the house to the railway station and caught the train to Edinburgh (posh day, posh name for Embra!). Got off at Haymarket and walked up to our usual Nero. Suitably refreshed we walked up the Grassmarket because Simonne hadn’t been there before. Then on to the West Bow with its crowds of tourists and quirky shops and houses. Marvelling at the queues of Harry Potter fans waiting to get in to the HP shop. From there we walked down the newly reopened Playfair Steps to Princes Street.

Round the corner from Princes Street we found the tram stop that would take us to Leith. This was the first time any of us had been on the trams in Edinburgh. It’s a very comfortable, if slow way to get around the city and we enjoyed the ride. Scamp had done all the research and told us we’d be getting off at The Shore. From there it was only a short walk to The Kitchin. I could list all our choices from the menu, but instead I’ll just post a menu and let you guess! Not long after we were enjoying our ‘amuse bouche’ someone asked us if we were enjoying our meal. I thought it was one of the many waiters and turned to reply and there was Tom Kitchin himself!! I think Scamp was dumbstruck. This was the first time I’ve seen him mingling with the guests in the restaurant. In fact this is the first time I’ve seen him in the restaurant.

The food was just as lovely as you’d expect it to be in a Michelin star restaurant and with the ‘paired wines’ we were taken on a journey through the vineyards of the world by the sommelier. The same one we’d had the last time we had been there. Eventually we’d eaten our fill and sampled the wines and it was time to go.

The weather had been dull when we arrived, but when we headed for the tram stop the sun was shining and it being late afternoon by then, that lovely golden light appeared. That’s when I got today’s PoD which is The Water of Leith and the floating hotel, Ocean Mist.

We took the tram back to St Andrews Square and walked over to the station and the train back to Croy, then a taxi with a wisecracking driver took us home.

While Scamp, Simonne and Jamie watched Masterchef I sat and drew my reading of today’s prompt – ‘Shallow’. The story that goes with it is: “Those who are interested in scuba driving are generally recommended to spend some time paddling in shallow water. At least, that what I was told by a friend one day. A friend who doesn’t even swim! I think he may be joking with me.” Total fantasy, but it filled the comments box!

    

Tomorrow I think we will take it easy after todays excesses. Jamie and Simonne, however, are hoping to be out climbing again.

Climbers and Shoppers – 23 October 2023

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While Jamie and Simonne were climbing the Pap of Glencoe, we went shopping. That was strenuous enough for us.

Jamie and Simonne were up around six and out by seven on the road to Glencoe to meet up with one of Simonne’s friends to climb the Pap of Glencoe, a steep climb up to the peak above Glencoe village. We’d never climbed it or even considered climbing it. We did, however, many years ago take the path up to the lochan above the village. Mountain climbing newer was one of our pursuits.

While the climbers were away enjoying brilliant sunshine and blue skies, we were stuck in the cloudy central belt. With no great scenic views around us and no signs of weather improving we went shopping. Just over to Tesco to get something for dinner and odds and ends of essentials.

Later, after lunch, Scamp went out and raked all the leaves that the strong winds from last week had dumped on our front grass and I took a camera out for a walk in St Mo’s and my PoD was leaves too. A few copper coloured beech leaves still clinging to a branch.

When I came back I drew a distorted looking hand scratching the panel off a scratch card to reveal what might or might not be a lucky ticket. The prompt was “Scratchy”. Not the most interesting of choices, but at least it was done. It should have been done yesterday, but I was too tired last night to get any drawing done and I went to bed early. Luckily I’d offered an ‘amnesty’ to the Inktoberists and took myself up on the offer too!
Later I completed today’s sketch which was the even more vague, ‘Celestial’. Two sketches done on the same day. Both reasonable and both in ink.

Next thing to do was to roast the chicken we’d bought earlier and await the return of the mountaineers. Scamp made a great job of the chicken which we had with with Suffolk potatoes (to make the visitors feel at home, even if they don’t eat potatoes normally) and a salad.

We watched a tedious American GP which became even more complicated when two of the leading drivers were disqualified for having the wrong kind of wood on the underside of their cars – or something like that.

Tomorrow we’re all having a day off driving and we’re going out east.

Walking in Fife – 22 October 2023

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Today we walked round Preston Island which isn’t an island any more.

We drove over the Forth to Culross (sorry Hazy) today and nabbed a parking space just as its previous occupant was leaving. Then dressed for the cold breeze that was coming from the west, we headed east, along the coastal path and took some photos of the ‘new’ pier while Jamie and Simonne walked out onto the rocks at the end of the jetty. Actually, that’s where today’s PoD came from with Jamie looking like a professional model on the boardwalk.

After that we continued past the school and over the old railway, then turned right onto Preston Island. Long ago it was a man-made island, but more recently it joined up with the rest of Fife by using ash, from the now demolished Longannet Power Station. Now it’s a cordoned off area with ‘dangerous’ lagoons, although the exact nature of the danger has never been revealed. However it does give constantly changing views of the north and south coastline and the occasional ship sailing in to Grangemouth.

The path round Preston Island is a pleasant enough walk on a good day and today was an exceptionally good day, especially after all the rain and high winds we’ve had. And it was warm too. Certainly warm enough to unzip jackets and let the breeze give us some refreshing air about ourselves.

We walked past the old salt pans that originated when salt was an expensive commodity, the pans being heated with coal from a local mine until a mining disaster closed the pit. The buildings are still there, but obviously they too are dangerous because they are behind a 3m high chainlink fence with access denied through the gate by a heavy duty padlock. It makes you wonder what’s inside the buildings inside the fence, because it’s safe enough for the grass cutters to keep the grass looking trim, but it’s too dangerous to let the public in. As Simonne said, “You can’t even take a photo through the tight chain link fence!”  Since Jamie won PoD, it seemed a shame not to give Simonne a chance at the limelight, or to be more accurate, the ‘Rim Light’.  Lovely bit of accidental rimlighting round her head here.

We walked on to find the bird hide looking over the estuary. Not marked or anything like that. No! If you don’t know it’s there, you obviously aren’t looking hard enough and we, the council, aren’t going to tell you. Brilliant idea, but hidden. Half a mile further on Simonne found another hide with the same laser cut shapes in the 10mm mild steel panels. Glad to see they had the common sense to allow the structure to rust naturally and fit in with the landscape.

From there the path followed the old railway line back where we crossed the railway line. I always find this the least interesting part of the walk. It needs a bit of creative landscaping to entice people to walk it. We crossed the railway and walked back to the car where we donated a free space to some other lucky walkers. We drove home.

After lunch everyone was happy enough to sit and watch an unispiring and utterly confusing Sprint Race as a precursor to the main American GP tomorrow. Yes, it should have been today, but given the time difference and the fact that C4 only get the edited highlights of the race, it won’t be shown until after midnight tonight. Really, who cares. Verstappen has won the GP, and the only folk racing are those in 2nd and 3rd places.

Dinner was stew which I started making on Friday, bagged and chilled in the fridge until today when it was served with potatoes and cabbage, while Scamp the non-meateater had ‘Rats’ (which is short for Ratatouille) instead of stew. Dinner finished with Crunchie Ice Lollies all round.

No sketch yet for today’s prompt of “Scratchy”. I’ll scratch around tomorrow for something.

Jamie and Simonne left to go to bed soon after dinner because they are intending to be up, breakfasted and out by 7am tomorrow to head for Glencoe. I’m hoping we’ll still be in the Land of Nod then.