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When the gorse is in bloom – 7 February 2025

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Actually we call it Whin in Scotland, but the flowers are the same and the thorns are just as sharp, no matter where you are. That was PoD.

Scamp was out to FitSteps in the morning and I had a free hour or so. I used it up writing a letter. Two or three of my regular readers know that letter and where it can usually be found. This must be the latest it’s been written. Almost a month late. Shocking.

I’d just finished when Scamp arrived home complaining about the cold. Not something she does very often. I’m usually the one who feels the cold most. Even more this year with so many chilly nights. However, this was only afternoon and it was that east wind again that was responsible for the cooling effect.

After lunch, Scamp wanted to do some clearing out. It’s not spring, so it can’t be Spring Cleaning, but something was going on and cupboards were emptied and their contents unceremoniously dumped in the bin if they didn’t Spark Joy as Ms Kondo describes it. I admit, I did the same, although not as rigorously as Scamp, but I did put some unwanted odds and ends in the bin.

When I was tired of that game, I put my boots on and walked over St Mo’s, then down behind the school and over to the shops. It was to be pizza for dinner. I had misread the label on the pizza box and it wasn’t until I was home, I realised I’d bought, a Quattro Formagio and not the Quattro Stagioni I’d intended to. Not to worry, I was sure it would be fine.

Back home I made myself a cup of coffee (Decaf) and finished Bookshops & Bonedust. Another interesting fantasy book, not my usual read at all, but just as good if not better than the sequel, Legends and Lattes. Now I’ll have to dig through my book shelf to find something else to read, something totally different. Thanks again, Hazy.

We watched another episode of of a different fantasy, The Apprentice. This one was almost as bad as last week’s effort. I was sure this would be a double sacking, but I was disappointed.

Tomorrow I think we might be dancing in Brookfield.

Dancin’ – 6 February 2025

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Not a class, just a Tea Dance. Much more fun!

We drove over to Glenburn for this week’s tea dance. The first decent run the Blue car has had since its operation and it passed with flying colours. A much smoother ride than recent, although I was careful to avoid as many potholes as possible. Scamp was my ‘eye on the road’, warning me of any avoidable holes.

The class was about half full and we danced quite a lot of the ballroom and latin dances as well as the sequence dances. Lots of catching up with different folk we hadn’t met for a few weeks, some we hadn’t seen since before Christmas!
The tea dances give us a chance to practise what we’ve learned in Stewart & Jane’s classes and also the simpler routines we’ve worked our way through in Kirsty’s class. Today’s waltz was one we learned a couple of weeks ago in The Link. Really enjoyed today’s dance. Maybe because I felt comfortable with the dances we took part in.

We left early again, and for once we made good time, clearing the Kingston Bridge without stopping once. An amazing feat!

We came home via Tesco to allow me to post Jamie’s calendar which will be over a month late by the time he receives it. Maybe one more to go and that will be me finished for this year.

Dinner tonight was Bacon and Borlotti Beans. One we picked up from Jamie and Simonne, and still a firm favourite.

PoD was a photo of an orchid I treated myself to a couple of weeks ago. It was going cheap in Tesco and I thought it would look good on the kitchen window sill. It seems to enjoy its place there.

Tomorrow Scamp is intending to go to FitSteps and I’m hoping to get a letter written.

 

We went to Perth – 5 February 2025

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Just a day trip on the bus. Or to be more pedantic, three buses and a taxi.

We took the X3 to the Town Centre and waited for what seemed like hours for the M8 bus to Perth. We could have stayed on to Dundee, but we were late getting started, or to be honest, I was too tired to get out of bed and we missed a bus. Anyway, we walked into the centre of Perth and had a coffee and a pastry each. It was a lovely day if cold, but we were well wrapped up against it.

We walked over to the ‘Ship’ which is a viewing gallery that extends over the River Tay. The flood gates were in operation today. Two years ago the council was criticised for not closing the flood gates at North Inch, leading to properties in the area being damaged. Not so today. The gates were closed.

We continued our walk beside the North Inch Park for a mile or so, then faced the cold breeze that was blowing in our faces on the way back. I got some coffee in the Bean Shop and some Decaf tea too.

By then it was time for lunch, but we were just too late to get a table at The George which would have been our favoured restaurant and ended up in The Capital Asset a JD Wetherspoon. Not the best pub in the world, nor in Scotland, for that matter, nor even in Perth, but it’s cheap and there is always a wide variety of beers and wines. I don’t think they stretch to cocktails! Scamp had a Chilli Non Carne bowl and I had Fish ’n’ Chips. As Scamp would say, “It filled a wee space.”

There weren’t many folk around the town, probably because a lot of the smaller shops seemed to close on a Wednesday and the whole place had a haunted look about it. This was accentuated when we reached the bus station. It’s an old dilapidated building with a couple of tiny waiting areas. No shops. Not even a newsagents. Nothing. We walked to the train station where there was a Costa, but nothing else.

Our bus was a few minutes late, but there wasn’t a big queue for it so we got a seat easily. Lovely warm bus, but the driver went walkabout, leaving the engine running and the door wide open to a cold wind, when we got to Broxden park and ride. The throbbing hub of Perth’s transport system. Eventually he returned and off we went on our journey through the night. I was just thankful to be able to feel my feet again!

Inevitably the bus was late reaching Cumbersheugh Town Centre and we missed the connecting X3 by seconds. Scamp gave in and we got a taxi about two minutes after ordering it.

All in all, it was a great day. Good to walk in the sunshine, even if it was cold.

PoD went to Kinnoul Parish Church on the far bank of the Tay, positively glowing in the afternoon light.

I think we may be dancing tomorrow.

A lazy start to the day – 4 February 2025

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No need to rush out early this morning. The mechanic predicted midday for the car to be ready.

And he wasn’t far wrong. My phone rang just after 12pm to tell me the car was ready to pick up.

I got a taxi down to the village and paid for the repair then drove home to pick up Scamp so we could drive to Tesco to get some much needed food. We’d been starving for over a day with no transport to get us our usual amount of food. We also took a big bundle of clothes to the Salvation Army bin in the Tesco car park. Another tick in another box.

Later in the afternoon I went for a walk round St Mo’s and into the woods for a change of scenery. Lots of trees down in the woods, but many of them had been pretty unhealthy looking for years and, in a way the storm had cleared a lot of dead wood and hopefully this will give the woods a chance to regrow. PoD turned out to be an Oyster Mushroom growing in one of those fallen trees. Apparently Oyster mushrooms are edible, but I’m not intending trying them anytime soon.

I finally got round to making a sensible weekday dinner tonight, Pasta with tinned tomatoes, mushrooms (non poisonous ones) and half an onion and some chopped peppers.. A few flakes of chilli to brighten the taste and some concentrated tomatoes to give a bit of body. Sort of like a home made pasta a’ la arrabbiata. Scamp thought it was good, I thought it could have done with stronger flavours.

Also on a food note, we watched a Jamie Oliver episode on quick, healthy and cheap cooking. Both Scamp and I picked up some interesting topics on that.

We may be going out tomorrow. Somewhere away from Cumbersheugh.

An Early Rise – 3 February 2025

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The comedy!

The Blue car was going in to the car hospital to have some surgery done. Reluctantly I left it with the other cars while I went looking for a taxi to take me home. It came quite quickly for a Monday just after the school bells had rung. A very pleasant man drove me home and I handed him a couple of quid after I’d crossed his card machine with plastic.

I reckoned I had a couple of hours to finish Wordle and have a cup of coffee before going to the dentist. As it happened a had a bit more than those couple of hours, but I didn’t know that at the time.

After we’d collaborated on solving Wordle, Scamp asked me what time I was due at the dentist and that was when panic took over. I read the card the dentist had given me and it read 10:15am. It was now 9:40 and I hadn’t brushed my teeth or checked for hidden plaque and the dentist is half an hour’s walk away, so I was cutting it fine, but I strode out and got there with a few minutes to spare. The first receptionist said “You’re not on my list for today.” and I thought I’d won a watch. Then the other receptionist said quietly, “Yes, you are, but not for an other hour. Do you want to stay or go for a coffee?” Either way, I’d been caught.

I left the surgery and phoned Scamp to ask her to check on the card. She replied “Yes, it says 10:15 … but that was for November!” Somebody else confirming that I was a Numpty. She agreed to meet me in Condorrat to go for a coffee, which is what we did. She didn’t have any money, nor did she have her phone, but thankfully she did have the house keys. We had coffee, bought some rolls and then she walked home and I walked crestfallen into the dentists for the second time today.

The check-up showed that the penicillin I’d been doping myself with had done the trick. The soft squidgy gum was now hard and smooth and despite the lady dentist’s probing and rattling my big wisdom tooth I gave not a squeak. I left with a smile on my face.

After a roll ’n’ cheese for me and one with an egg for Scamp I wrote five notes to folk I knew well, who had sent me Christmas cards a favour which I hadn’t returned. They are sitting upstairs waiting to be posted, hopefully tomorrow. Another tick in another box.

Late in the afternoon I got a message from Jim Dickson to say that the car won’t be ready until tomorrow. One of the two arm bushes won’t be delivered until tomorrow (and NO, I don’t know what an arm bush is.)
That meant we’d need to get a taxi to and from dance class tonight. No big deal.

We arrived early and stood chatting with Kirsty until the rest of the dancers arrived. Firstly we went over the short waltz. I actually felt quite confident of dancing it, even after Scamp ceased whispering me the prompts.

Next was the Foxtrot which was a bit more difficult, but eventually it also fitted into a space in my ‘dancing head’. I even added the final part of the foxtrot and got most of it correct. The foxtrot still needs a bit more work, but hopefully we’ll get a chance to practise it during the week.

PoD was a photo I took earlier in the day. It’s actually a tray with a selection of cacti and some succulents. Carefully selected view point gave it a bit of mystery. It was actually placed on a shelf in the downstairs toilet with a bright sun shining on it from behind. Possibly too much information there, but it’s done now.

Tomorrow I’m hoping for a bit of a lie in and a healthier Blue car to drive.

 

 

 

Lazy Sunday Afternoon – 2 February 2025

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Thank you, The Small Faces.

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, and a Sunday in general, too. I did have a lot to do, but as usual, I sidestepped most of it and did the easy stuff instead. Isn’t that what Sundays are for? It certainly is for me.

After a light lunch, I went out for a walk, still searching for the elusive Sixteen Spot Ladybirds, but again I was unsuccessful. Maybe they are overwintering somewhere else. I certainly hope so. The walk only produced six photos, and two of those were rejected immediately. Luckily a hen blackbird decided it was time for a cooling splash in the bird bath and I grabbed a few shots of it, but then I was so excited to actually get some photos, I pulled the SD card too quickly and more or less glitched the whole thing. The camera was on continuous shooting mode (slow) and there should have been about a dozen shots there. Only two shots came out, the rest were unrecoverable according to Sony. Fortunately, one of the two was a fairly good, sharp shot and it got PoD.

Neither Scamp nor I could settle on what to have for dinner and we finally agreed on home-made Tomato soup and a pack of chicken pakora I’d picked up in Asda on our way home from dance class on Saturday. Not our typical Sunday dinner, but for some reason, neither of us was hungry and the soup was good. The pakora, not so much IMO.

Spoke to Jamie in the evening and heard that things are calming down after a stressful week, for Simonne especially, losing Valioso, but also for Jamie, visiting Clive. Our thoughts are with them.

I’ve an early rise tomorrow. I’m intending to take the Blue car to Jim Dickson’s to get a bush fitted. Then, hopefully a taxi to Condorrat to drop me off at the dentist.

 

Dancin’ – 1 February 2025

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Driving over to Brookfield for a dance class.

I really thought we were going to have to give up on dance class last night. Nobody seemed to want to tell us if the class was on or off. As it happened, it was on. Thanks for making us wait for hours to find out if the class was on!! Yes, that was sarcasm.

Anyway, today we started with the October waltz. A rather over complicated and clumsy at times, waltz. Eventually with the help of Scamp I managed the first part of it, but it wasn’t easy. I can’t imagine dancing this on a busy floor, like at the Salutation with about eighty other dancers on the floor. Maybe I’m being over critical, but we just don’t have the time to drive over to Brookfield twice a week like a lot of the class do. We survived it, but I was glad to move on to the Tango.

We’d learned the basis of the tango a year or so ago and this one wasn’t really all that different. Basically the same moves in a different order, I thought. Lots of little tweaks that were interesting were included and we did manage a fairly decent run around the floor.

Next stop was a few jive steps. The problem here is that we learned Glasgow Jive, away back in the dim mists of time. It’s totally different from Ballroom Jive. It’s all to do with the beats I’m told, but it complicates matters, not knowing which foot I should be on. Maybe we should just forget Glasgow Jive and throw ourselves into the Ballroom Jive. Seriously, it would be difficult to unlearn a dance and start anew, but it might be the only way to keep in step with the rest of the class.

Final torture was the Midnight Jive, of all things. One track was enough for all of us, I think. Too much work today and not enough breaks for lighter, sequence dances.

We drove home on a very quiet M80. I don’t think I’ve ever seen the road so empty, but I didn’t complain, I just kept on keeping the car between the white lines!

I went for a walk in the afternoon to clear my head and to get some photos. I was hoping to get a couple of shots of the ladybirds that overwinter in St Mo’s, but none were visible this year. Such a shame. Lots of trees down here, most of them old and rotten. I imaging none of the tree doctors will be tending to them, deep in the woods.

PoD went to a tiny wee mushroom. The cap is less than 3mm high. How did something so fragile survive Storm Éowyn?

No plans for tomorrow.

What we did today – 31 January 2025

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With all the shenanigans yesterday, going to see a doc here and a consultant there we had no time to celebrate our unofficial anniversary, so we nominated Friday to stand in for the 30th!

Scamp went out to FitSteps as usual and arrived home tired, aching but happy. I’d been in slob mode writing yesterday’s blog while she was out, so both of us got changed into something a bit more in keeping for an anniversary and got the bus to Glasgow to look for dragonflies in December!

We found one in Argento in Princes Square. A pretty one with blue wings and diamonds was the choice. Deal was sealed and the girl in the shop saved my day by inserting the charm into the bracelet for Scamp.

With the main work of the day done, we walked round to get a book in Waterstones with a book token Scamp had given me along with a bar of Fruit & Nut. As it happened, I changed my mind and bought a fancy bookmark instead.

We had discussed lots of places we could go for lunch / dinner but hadn’t settled on any particular one, but we headed up the hill roughly making for Sauchiehall Street after I’d taken a photo of a building John Malley had told me about. We were discussing going to an Italian restaurant we’d been in before when we noticed a place called Mowgli on St Vincent Street. We’d tried to get in there a while ago, but didn’t have a reservation and it was a two hour wait, so we left. This time we did make it and were placed at a small table beside half a dozen ‘Ladies wot Lunch”, obviously having a great time.

Food was sort of Indian and interesting. It was served like tapas with different things appearing at different times. We had too many small portions to list here, but basically we had starters to share, three smallish mains to share and instead of a dessert, Scamp had a latte with a measure of Kahlúa (coffee liqueur). I had their version of an “Old Fashioned” (whisky cocktail with bitters, soda water cardamom and orange). I’m glad we chose to take the bus and didn’t drive!

We went for a wander along Sauchiehall Street before we got the X35 bus home with a crowd of rowdy weans on the top deck. We chose the bottom!

With a bit of tweaking the photo John told me about became PoD. It actually looks a lot brighter that it was in reality.

A lovely relaxing day just what an anniversary should be.

Hopefully dancin’ tomorrow, although we don’t have a confirmation that it’s actually on yet!!

Rather a busy day – 30 January 2025

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I was out in the morning. Scamp and I were out in the afternoon.

I was out first to go to the doc’s for the results of my PSA test. About three years ago my last test, result was 2.1 ng/ml (I have no idea what that stands for, except it was a good result I was told.) Today’s result was 2.5 ng/ml. Anything below 5 is considered good for my age group and everyone’s results increase over time. The doc was satisfied with that result and put me on a six month rolling program to tests.

Satisfied with that, I drove over to Boots to pick up my set of drops. I got Gort, the grumpiest of the assistants who grudgingly gave me the two boxes of drops and signed me in for two-monthly repeats. Drove home after buying some stuff for lunch from Tesco, next door.

Scamp had a meeting with a consultant about her tremor. It went quite well and the woman doing the test picked up on a few things we’d not noticed. She’s now booked in for a brain scan, some time in the next four months, to rule out the possibility of Parkinson’s. That might mean we won’t get a summer cruise in the early summer. Not a great problem, as we were thinking about having a couple of mid-week short stays at home, or at least in the UK. They could probably be slotted in somewhere without causing any problem.

Instead of driving straight home we went via The Fort. I was trying to get a photo on this disjointed day and Scamp was intending to get some chicken for tonight’s paella dinner. After a very short bit of prompting, she accepted my suggestion of a dragonfly charm for her nominations bracelet. Except … they didn’t have any in the Nominations shop, so we may go in to Glasgow tomorrow and hopefully get one there.

My photo (one of only three I took!) was the new frontage of a couple of renovated shops. After dunking it into a couple of baths of Photoshop, it came up looking interesting. That was PoD.

Dinner was indeed a paella. Afterwards we watched a less than inspiring The Apprentice, way less inspiring. It needs put to bed.

Tomorrow we’re hoping to take the bus in to Glasgow, for a dragonfly.

More of a relaxing day – 29 January 2025

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Today I was meeting Alex for a photo walk around Glasgow on a beautiful, but cold day.

He wanted to go to Guitar Guitar for a new set of strings for his new guitar. I fancied a walk around the Barras or maybe around Glasgow Green. We both achieved our goals. I think my offering of Glasgow Green came from standing for two hours at the Turner exhibition in Edinburgh. I just needed to stretch my legs and straighten my spine.

Scamp gave me a lift to the station and I was comfortably on time to catch the express train to Glasgow. Met up with Alex at the bus station as agreed. After the usual Cafe Nero, we had a long walk down Buchanan Street and along Argyle Street to the guitarist’s Mecca, Guitar Guitar. Once Alex had his strings we walked down Saltmarket and then went through the McLennan Arch and along the avenue to the sadly neglected People’s Palace Wintergarden. Took a few photos there before walking back beside the River Clyde, back to Saltmarket.

From there we walked along Parnie Street which used to have a thriving group of games shops, now nearly all closed. Likewise the host of cafes. We turned right and walk along a narrow lane that eventually took us back to Argyle Street, but not before Alex set up a nice still life with a half empty bottle of Corona Extra on an electricity substation and a view down to the River Clyde. With a few tweaks I used his setup and took a few shots of my own. That photo made my PoD.

After that is was only a couple of zig, zags to reach Paesano. I had my traditional Anchovy and Olive Pizza and rebel Alex had a Vegan pizza with peppers, sliced potatoes and asparagus. I must admit, the colours in it were a sight to behold.

We had a quick look around the GOMA, but there wasn’t much to photograph until Alex found an asian girl with her dog dressed for Lunar New Year in a red embroidered jacket. He (Alex) got photographed by the girl feeding the dog for a ‘project’ she was doing. The biter bit perhaps! A walk up Buchanan Street before we went our separate ways to our buses. Mine was an hour late and then two X3s arrived at the same time. That’s what happens sometimes.

I’m hoping I’ll remember to be out early(ish) tomorrow to go and get the results of my PSA test. Scamp is due a visit to another doc in Coatbridge later.

Today we lost an old friend. Clive Davis passed away today. A lovely man.

Simonne lost an old friend too when her beautiful white horse, Valioso had to be euthanised.

It’s been a sad day.