Glasgow – 21 January 2026

I got the bus to Glasgow to meet up with Alex for a photo walk.

I’d arrived early and managed a walk round a few of the buildings near the bus station. Since Glasgow is built on a series of square blocks, nobody would ever get lost there. It’s a comforting thought, especially late at night or after one has consumed a generous amount of alcoholic beverages. Not that I had time for that pursuit and anyway, it was a Wednesday and being a weekday, drinking is not allowed in this family on a weekday.

I walked back to the bus station and met Alex, then we wandered down to the nearest Nero and had a coffee and a catch up. It had been about a month since our last walk, so we had a lot to talk about. Since the weather was still good, we chose to walk down Buchanan Street. Stopped in at the Clyde Walkway to see if there were any good bits of graffiti there to admire and then walked on to shoot more shots of the riverside Cathedral. By then it was pizza time, so Alex had his usual Tuscan Fennel sausage with tomato, mozzarella and olive oil. For once I went off piste and had Tomato base with sliced ham, rocket and grated cheese. We sat and talked about cameras, computers, photo management and lots of other techy stuff.

When we left the pizza place you could feel the light failing and night approaching. Alex had a couple of tries at some graffiti on a wall nearby, then we trudged our way up the hill to the bus station. We promised ourselves another meeting in a couple of weeks.

For once, I walked round to the stance for the Cumbersheugh bus and there it was with the last few passengers just boarding. It’s not like me to be lucky with buses, but I was today.

Back home Scamp was talking to Hazel and I joined in towards the end. We heard all the news about Epsom and roundabout. I promise Hazel I’ll wear the duck sweatshirt tomorrow and I’ll have a photo to prove it!

Dinner for Scamp and me was Scotch Broth made by our next door neighbour who always says she makes too much. I think she’s just showing off her soup making skills. I must bake some bread for her next week, just to show our appreciation.

PoD went to a Glasgow pigeon ( usually called a Doo in and around Glasgow ) all fluffed up to ward off the cold winds we are about to get

Hopefully dancing tomorrow if the weather is open.

 

Another bright clear day – 20 January 2026

Maybe not quite as good as yesterday, but by midday the clouds were clearing and the sun was getting through. Plus, of course, it wasn’t raining.

Scamp went out first. She was heading for Tesco and I was gathering all my bits and pieces together then headed off not far behind her. I was using the A7c and saw a lone berry on a tree on the way to St Mo’s. Turned the camera on and saw the message “Battery Exhausted”. I was glad I wasn’t far from home and could just walk back and grab my A7iii instead. If I’d been in the depth of the woods and seen that message, I’d have been saying ‘Sweary Words’. Lots of them.

With the cameras swapped over, and with about 80% charge in the A7iii I was good for an hour or so. I wandered round the pond and got a few shots, the first one being the lone berry on the tree! As usual I went half way round the pond then reversed my direction and went the other way. It’s strange that the view one way round the pond is totally different from the other direction. The proof is the PoD which I didn’t see when I was walking anticlockwise, but found it right in front of me when I was walking back, clockwise!

With some shots in the bag and a PoD taken, I walked home and bumped into Scamp unpacking the car. I was settling down to look at the photos when Scamp showed me her new box of ‘Rice Krispies’ which weren’t normal Rice Krispies, but some alien version with twice the amount of sugar. We’re both trying to reduce the amount of sugar we eat and I could see she wasn’t happy with these lumps of sugar. It was still light so I suggested I’d walk over to the shops and buy a proper box for her. Usually Scamp will disagree, as a measure of her annoyance, she gave in and allowed me to go search a Real box of Rice Krispies. She also handed me a winning ThunderBall ticket that’s been stuck on the fridge for far too long. So, off I trotted and redeemed the ThunderBall ticket for three new ones. Then I walked down to the shops and picked up the a box of the Real Rice Crisps. After that, calm returned to the house. We won’t find out if we’ve won a million pounds until tomorrow, but at least breakfast will a quieter affair.

The PoD was what looks like three leaves stuck together by the rain and backlit by the low sun. I liked it. If you prefer a photo of Oak Moss ( that isn’t only on oak trees and isn’t moss at all, look on Flickr).

We watched ‘The Night Manager’ (second series) and I’ll admit I became completely engrossed in it. Can’t wait until next week!

Tomorrow I’m hoping to meet Alex for a photo walk round Glasgow. I think Scamp has a meeting with the other witches.

 

Sunshine at last! – 19 January 2026

Hooray for a day of bright sunshine. A bit chilly, but we can live with that, we’re Scottish!

I was out in the morning to get my broken tooth replaced with another more solid one. I had already had the preparation done and this was just the fitting and gluing in place. Also I talked the dentist into repairing a tooth whose cap had come off a month or so ago. She very kindly did both jobs at the same time, well one after the other, obviously!

Drove home with a strange feeling in my mouth. My tongue was a bit upset with this new interloper, but by the time I got home, tongue and tooth were getting along fine. Let’s hope it’s a marriage that will last.

The sun was still shining brightly when I got back, so I took that as a sign that I should get out and get some photos while the big ball was still in the sky. I drove up to Fannyside.

When I was driving there I passed a load of new houses. One of them had a jet of water outside it shooting straight up into the sky. The water must have been more than three storeys high. One poor bloke was in charge of waving traffic through the water. Somebody was going to have the “Looong Monday” John Prine sang about.

I hadn’t been to Fannyside this year, and went for a walk. I found some old rotting fence posts simply covered with Cladonia lichen and took a few shots. I gave myself a limit of the farmhouse at the top of the hill. From there I walked back, past the car and on as far as a stand of trees that create interesting shadows if the sun is in the right place. Then I had to drive back home to have lunch. For once I stuck to my pledge and got back with a fair few photos, certainly enough to get one or two ‘keepers’. On the way home I noticed the gusher had stopped gushing and the road was almost dry again.

Scamp had an appointment for a video appointment with a neurologist who specialises in Essential Tremor treatment. We were only on-line for about fifteen minutes, but in that time he, the neurologist, had agreed with Scamp that she should go to Dundee to have more tests to find if the procedure would work for her. He also explained that more modern techniques were now available. Now we have to wait and see what the outcome of a Dundee visit will be.

Today’s PoD was a stand of trees on a long straight road at Fannyside.

Today’s dance class with Kirsty was a bit of a hit and miss. We danced three different routines, but none of them seemed to gel with either of us. Scamp was feeling dizzy with some of them and I just felt lost. As Scamp said tonight, Kirsty is good at demonstrating, but isn’t great at choreography. I know I left wondering what I’d learned tonight and couldn’t really say I’d learned anything useful. Maybe next week Kirsty.

Tomorrow we’re possibly going shopping.

Sunday – 18 January 2026

Another late start, but it was the weekend, although we don’t really have weekends now.

Watched Lisa Nandy talking sense for the first time. Even Laura Kuenssberg seemed to be less contentious with her than she usually is with politicians. Even Scamp was impressed … well, a bit impressed, anyway.

After lunch I went for a walk over to St Mo’s.
Note to self: Don’t leave it so late to go for a walk. It was almost dark when I was coming home with very little in the camera. Eight frames is nothing to be proud of.

PoD turned out to be a bush of Gorse flowers. The other seven shots were a waste of time. Must get out earlier all this week!

Dinner was Sea Bass for Scamp with Potatoes, Sugar Snap Peas and some Corn off the Cob. If you swap Sea Bass for tough Rump Steak, you have my dinner.

Spoke to Jamie later and gave him and Simonne the praise they deserved for the hamper of fruit that appeared in our house on Thursday. Delicious Christmas, you two!

Hope Simonne’s first day in a new job goes well. We’re sure it will!!

Tomorrow I’m getting my crown fitted in the morning, then Scamp and I are taking part in a video appointment with a consultant from Dundee.

Dancin’ – 17 January 2026

Out early to go dancing at Brookfield.

We arrived way too early. Quarter of an hour early, because the long straight along to Paisley was almost empty of traffic. I don’t know why, but it if hadn’t been for the 40mph zone where they are constantly repairing something, we’d have been half an hour early.

The first warm-up was the inevitable “House of Bamboo” which I must admit now that I’ve mastered it, is just a bit of fluff. A waste of time. Stewart likes it and thinks it’s great. I’m not a fan.

Next was the Feta Foxtrot – I have no idea where that name came from. It’s quite a ‘nice’ dance. Nothing too difficult or demanding. Of course my mind went a blank after I’d filmed it, but then with encouragement from Scamp, and strangely from Jane, we managed to do it with included ‘Sway’ which is a lean to one side or the other. The Sway actually added interest to the dance and I just know that Scamp is going to love it.

Next it was Blue Angel Rumba. I find it a bit of a clumsy dance with nothing to recommend it. We danced a couple tracks, I think, mainly to take our minds off the Feta Foxtrot with its Sways.

Next was my nemesis, the Samba. This really is an awful forward, back, back, forward piece of nonsense. Maybe if you’ve had a few shandies it’s great, but for non-alcoholics at 11am it’s not all that much fun. I couldn’t go forward for going backward. It’s just crap, that’s the only word for it. I failed miserably in my attempts to get my feet going in the correct direction. No, it’s not for me. The music we danced to reminded me of Soca but without the fun. I didn’t like it. Did you notice?

Another sequence track got me out of Brookfield alive. Having said that, I did enjoy a lot of the dances this week, just that awful Samba wasted it for me.

The drive home was the exact opposite of the drive to Brookfield. Stop, go and stop again. I don’t know what was going on ahead of us. Maybe an accident or a breakdown perhaps. Somebody ahead of us was having the worst Saturday of the year. I decided to try going through the Clyde Tunnel instead of sitting behind cars that were crawling along. It turned out to be the best option. Maybe a little bit longer in time, but at least the wheels were turning all the time.

Lunch was Fish Finger Sandwich for Scamp and a Piece ’n’ Banana for me. After that, I went for a walk over to St Mo’s in the late afternoon. The light was getting quite low but I managed to get a shot of a chunk of moss clinging to a tree. Nothing special, but nice colours and textures. An easy PoD.

Dinner was a Three Egg Omelette each. I thoroughly enjoyed it and although Scamp would have liked only two eggs, she managed to finish it. Dessert was a slice of Madeira cake with one of the big strawberries from Jamie’s Christmas present on top.

We watched a poor, almost comical, episode of Grantchester. Maybe it’s just me, but nothing satisfied me today. Maybe I should just go to bed and hope for a better day tomorrow.

No real plans for tomorrow, but some research needed.

Off the leash – 15 January 2026

There was a big cardboard box heading our way today.

The man handed over the big cardboard box which wasn’t quite as heavy as it looked. We put it on the table and gently sliced away its Sellotape binding and even more gently lifted the contents out with their wicker handle. Then we untied the bow and stripped away the cellophane covering to reveal a large basket which looked as if it was made completely of fruit. Strawberries, some dipped in chocolate, different kinds of sliced melons, grapes on sticks and pineapple flowers. All arranged beautifully and very fresh. WoW!!!

It wasn’t until later we realised everything was held on spikes that had been driven into a carved out cabbage to support them. Ingenious! Of course we had to sample all of them just to make sure they were real and they were they were also delicious. Thank you Jamie and Sim. A wonderful surprise and the fruit is just ripe too!

Scamp was expecting visitors, Annette and Shona who were both coming for a blether, so you can imagine they too were impressed with this basket of so many fruits. I drove off before the ladies arrived, leaving Scamp to present the goodies.

I was heading for Kincardine Bridge on the Fife side of the River Forth. I’d taken photos there before and was hoping for a decent day, but it wasn’t quite as good as I’d thought. A bit breezy and decidedly cool on the banks of the river there. I’d been there a few times and knew you sometimes just have to take what you get. I walked along the path beside the water and guessed the tide was still coming in. I went as far as the old pipeline and turned back. I had a bunnet on, but had left my Buff at home. Silly old fool. I had my photos for the day and thought I’d head home when my phone chirped. It was a message from yesterday’s optician to say my glasses were ready to uplift. It seemed a shame to drive home when I could add a few miles to the journey and pick up the glasses, so that’s what I did.

The glasses were fine, as I knew they would be, so I paid the assistant and did head home this time. I missed Shona who was off at yet another meeting. However, I did bump into Annette and as she was driving home, she left me a space to park in. Thank you Annette.

That was most of the excitement for the day. The photos were ok, but nothing special. The fruit however made an excellent dessert after our Potato, Bacon and Cabbage dinner. Would you believe it, Scamp chopped up the cabbage and cooked it to go with the potatoes and bacon. Waste not, Want not!

Thanks again, Jamie and Sim for a lovely Christmas surprise.

PoD was a view looking over to the Kincardine Bridge.

Tomorrow Scamp is off to the first FitSteps class of the year. I may go a photographing again if the weather is good.

Off to Larky – 14 January 2026

The living room was a bit of a mess after yesterday’s dinner.

However, the dishwasher was already filled and now it was switched on while the remaining pots and dishes were washed by hand before we settled down to sort out those puzzles again.

We had a fairly gentle run over to Larkhall at midday. While Scamp went to get her eyes tested, I put in my order for a new pair of glasses.

With that done, I drove down to Millheugh only to find that the bridge was being repaired, but I did manage to find a parking space beside the river. This is the first time I’ve been down that way for, probably a year. Since the last time Scamp had her eyes checked.

The Avon Water was really surging over The Boards, the manmade dam that was only there to force some of the water to run through a sluice that would power the machines of the Bleach Fields where clothes and sheets were washed and pegged out to dry. None of that remains now, it’s all been excavated and is now a housing estate. I went for a walk along the side of the Avon and got some photos. That’s where today’s PoD came from. I was surprised to see that there was still quite a lot of ice still lying in the shadow areas of the grassy park. Wet, slippery ice that threatened to cause a nasty fall if you weren’t careful. I was fairly careful.

After I estimated Scamp should be finished in the optician’s I drove back up the long hill back to Larkhall. I was just parking when I saw Scamp coming towards me. Nicely timed S!

We both had meds to pick up in Cumbersheugh so we drove there, but not before we stopped at a wee cafe for lunch. We could argue that it was on our road home, but it’s a cheap and not too nasty ‘greasy spoon’ place we’ve been at before. The place was absolutely jumping!! It was just after 1pm and almost everyone there was ‘of an age’. Most had grey hair and they were all talking at once, with a couple of big dogs barking their comments too. Roll ’n’ Scrambled egg for Scamp. Roll ’n’ Flat Sausage for me washed down with two coffees. Lovely.

Drove from there straight over to Cumbersheugh, picked up the meds and a couple of bottles of milk and then home to find our parking space was still there!

Dinner tonight was Pasta with Tuna. It’s becoming a staple on a week day.

Scamp is hoping to meet Annette and maybe Shona tomorrow. I might be off the leash for the first time in a long while!

Still busy – 13 January 2026

This time it was preparations for a dinner.

We were having Crawford and Nancy over for dinner tonight and that means we were cooking and baking almost all day. It certainly felt that way, anyway.

Scamp had the difficult job of preparing the starter, main and dessert. I had the fairly easy job of baking a loaf. Both Scamp and I were working in the kitchen at the same time. Sometimes that works out well, but at other times it’s a disaster with one of us (me) stomping off in a strunt. This was one of the better days. Scamp’s soup had been made the day before, so the starter was sorted, but the main which was Prawn and Pea Risotto was to be made when the visitors arrived to maintain the freshness this meal deserved. The pudding, like the starter, had been partly made the day before and been kept in the fridge overnight.

It was really a relaxed start, and we even had time for lunch and an attempt at the NY Times puzzles, before the real work would begin.

I started the bread early, because the last couple of loaves hadn’t been a great success, I was being ultra-careful this time. I measured out the flour, yeast, salt, butter and water carefully and kneaded the resulting dough for the required ten minutes until it was smooth and ready to be set aside for an hour to rise. That left me with very little to do, so with Scamp’s permission, I went for a walk in St Mo’s and although I found some possibilities, I couldn’t find anything worthwhile. I’d left St Mo’s almost empty-handed and walked down to the shops for some odds and ends and was coming back when a lovely sunset was starting to build. Three of four shots later I had my PoD.

Back home Scamp was putting the finishing touches to the trifle which would be tonight’s dessert. It did look nice … tempting too, but I restrained myself. She had also started the main course and was totally control as only Scamp can be. My bread was rising nicely and was ready for the second stage of Knocking Back where you punch all the air out of the dough, dust it with flour and put it into a special wicker basket to do its second prove.

I left the loaf for an hour before I baked it at about 35minutes at Gas Mark 7 (that’s just to remind me because otherwise I’d forget) and basically it came out perfectly.

An hour later the visitors arrived and Scamp completed her main course and we sat down to a late dinner.

Everything turned out as planned for once and after a lot of talking and laughter, Crawford and Nancy drove home and I realised I hadn’t offered Crawford a ‘wee dram’ since Nancy was driving. I hope he wasn’t too upset. I’ll make it up to him.

We basically shovelled everything into the dishwasher then and went to bed.

Tomorrow we’ll do the rest of the tidying up, because we’re driving over to Larkhall for Scamp to get her eyes tested, while I go for a drive.

I’m sure you know this was a catch-up blog post!

Busy day – 12 January 2026

The morning was the relaxing part of the day. The rest was kind of busy.

I had a couple of very belated Christmas cards to write, just a catch-up with people I used to work with and cards that I’d put on the back burner too many times for my conscience. They were a bit of a scribble, but both were different and to totally different people, so both where written as opposed to battered out on a computer keyboard. With that done, I felt a lot better.

We drove to the Town Centre Tesco for Scamp to collect some messages for tomorrow’s dinner with Crawford and Nancy at our house. Another tick in another box. The third thing for today was my annual retinopathy check which seemed to pass without too many questions. Then we were free to drive home on a cold afternoon. The occasional splashes of rain driven by a cold wind that seemed to continually change direction.

Walked over to St Mo’s more for the walk than for any photos, but the rain kindly stayed away for the half hour I was there. I got a couple of shots. PoD went to desiccated hawthorn berries on almost bare branches.

A spot of lunch and then we were getting ready to go to the first weekday dance class of the year. Today’s class was Tango. Slightly different from our Saturday class, but well worth going to. Little things to pick up on, like crossing my foot behind, not in front of the other.

Back home we watched our usual Monday trio of puzzles and games. Then as I was trimming and twiddling with today’s photos I discovered there was a problem with a couple of day’s photos. Two hours the dulling of the first of our automatic lights announced that it was 11pm. Bed time was coming up fast.

That’s when I started writing the blog. The tangled wires and stuff in Lightroom will have to wait until tomorrow to be fixed. It’s a busy life us retired folk lead!

Tomorrow I’m going to be baker of bread. I’ll also be a helper for Scamp when she needs it. Another busy day then Crawford and Nancy are coming for dinner. More high jinks!

 

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!