Just a Monday – 16 June 2025

A day to refill the fridge and the freezer and also the cupboards. Nothing fancy here, just replenishing, yes, that’s it. Replenishing!

But first we had the Canadian GP to watch. It was a bit of a procession until Lando Norris rammed Piastri in the dying minutes of the race and turned everything on its head. Too many hot heads in this GP world.

Apart from the GP, was a dull old day again. Nothing much to see, nowhere interesting to go, unless you consider Tesco to be interesting. It’s more a necessity to us. If M&S doesn’t have it, then surely Tesco will. A trolley was half filled from the list Scamp gave me and then it was added to when she returned from another shop and used her memory cells to recall the little bits and pieces she’d forgotten to tell me to find.

Back home we were unpacking the car and finding places to put all the things we’d bought. I do hope I’ve put them all in the right places or I’ll be getting my knuckles rapped for not paying attention to my wife!

In the afternoon Scamp did some planning of the garden, moving things around to create more space or to mix the colours of the flowers better. I can see what she was attempting to achieve, and it’s working. The colour combinations definitely brighten the borders.

For me, I took a camera over to St Mo’s to see what I could find. What I found was a newly hatched group of Shield Bugs. All of them wandering around the boardwalk and it was one of those bugs that got the PoD when it appears to wander into the jungle. I won’t go in to that in any detail. It’s nothing like what I was intending, but it worked, and that’s the important thing.

We went dancing in Kirsty’s class in the late afternoon / early evening. It was a reprise of the Waltz Nioli we’d started last week. Eventually we got it working properly, or as near as I could make it. Now we have three weeks off her class and another week or two off Stewart & Jane’s. I’m sure I’ll forget everything I’ve learned and I’m also sure I won’t be the only one.

Watched the final two episodes of GOLD and we’re still puzzling about what actually happened in it. It might be based on a true story, but it was confusing as I suppose all true stories are.

We have no plans for tomorrow.

Another hot day – 11 June 2025

Hardly any wind today to ruffle the leaves on the trees, but plenty of sun. Making the most of it, because it looks like it will be all change by the weekend.

Scamp was out in the morning tweaking this and pruning that in the garden. She was just making sure that all the flowers she’d planted yesterday were sitting up straight and looking happy.

We sat and solved our usual puzzles and then had lunch. It wasn’t a day to go our anywhere in a hurry, so we walked down to the shops to get the ingredients to make a stir-fry and then sat in the garden reading until I decided I’d go ‘beastie’ hunting. Scamp’s description of insects, arachnids and things that crawl and sometimes bite.

I managed to get a decent photo of a Four Spotted Chaser dragonfly at St Mo’s pond. Didn’t quite capture a Common Blue damselfly, there have been very few of them in and around the ponds this year. Further on I got a shot of a Yellow Iris with one flower beginning to go over and another just about to unfurl. That was about all the exercise I got today.

Back home we both read for a while in the back garden with a Pimms at hand. Later, Scamp turned the mixed veg we’d bought earlier into a well filled stir-fry for dinner.

That was about all the excitement we could take for one day.

We may go dancing tomorrow.

Hot again today – 21 May 2025

A day that started with 14ºc but which did have a few sprinkles of rain to cool us down.

It wasn’t a day for doing much or for going anywhere. Most of the work we were doing was in the house for a change, at least it was cool there. I couldn’t be bothered going over to St Mo’s for photos, so restricted myself to photos of the bees on the rhododendrons and a few from the aquilegia that are beginning to set seeds now, although there are plenty of flowers on them yet. Both the flowers and the seedheads are good subjects for photography.

In the afternoon, Scamp treated us to a glass of Pimms and dinner tonight was another variation on Neil’s Chicken Rice. This was the third meal we’ve had from the chicken we bought on Sunday!

The sprinkles of rain we got wasn’t as heavy, nor as long lasting as we’d hoped, but the weather fairies are adamant that there will be heavy and more prolonged rain next week. Let’s hope they have it right this time.

No real plans for tomorrow.

Gettin’ New Glessies

Off to Larky to get my eyes tested. Just a normal routine eye check.

I was a wee bit apprehensive about having my eyes checked after being told the during my last test that I was borderline for being able to drive. However, that was before Mr Sharma gave me the two magic bottles and instructed me with “This Bottle ONCE a day. This Other Bottle TWICE a day … This Bottle ONCE a day. This Other …”
Y’see Mr S, I did remember it. Your repetition method worked for me!

I needn’t have worried though, it was Euan doing the testing and I trusted him. As it turned out he hadn’t met Mr S, face to face, only corresponding through emails. Lucky man.

Long story short, I did need glasses, actually two pairs of glasses, one for reading and one pair for distance. At Scamp’s insistence, I ordered scratch resistant lenses! They should be ready tomorrow, or by Wednesday at the latest.

I couldn’t see well enough to drive after the eye dilation drops Euan had used and although it wasn’t really bright sun outside, I was glad I’d remembered to pack a pair of sunglasses. Because of the drops, Scamp had to drive us to Brookside garden centre on the outskirts of Larky. Just outside the wall if you know what that means! A flat white of decent coffee and a roll ’n’ link sausage for me, a latte and a roll ’n’ scrambled egg for Scamp. Now that we were fed and watered, we went for a walk round the plants and magically we walked out of the shop with a big box full of roses and other flowers. How that happened, I do not know.

I felt happy enough with my eyes, so I drove back home Scamp got busy planting all the new stuff we’d bought and I put my boots on and walked over to St Mo’s. I managed to get a Large Red damselfly. My first this year and unusually early in the season. It was earmarked for PoD, but was beaten to the line by a wee Amber Snail. Tiny thing. It was crawling down a blade of the now sprouting Flag Iris plants that abound behind St Mo’s school. The iris leaves are an almost luminous green in the spring.

It’s Monday and that means Pasta. Today’s pasta was Carbonara, and it was a good one. Plenty of taste from chopped up bacon and lots of Parmesan in the sauce.

Scamp’s smart watch is proving to be less intelligent than its name and has been playing up for a while. Now it seems that Google who now own the license are closing down the FitBit side of things completely, so she’s looking for a new watch. I’ve made suggestions, but she really wants to see what she’s buying, which makes perfect sense. We may go looking later in the week.

No plans for tomorrow.

Here, there and everywhere – 19 September 2024

That’s how it felt. We seemed to be here, there and everywhere.

I was driving Scamp to the train station this dull morning to catch the train to Glasgow. Then I was going shopping for the ingredients for tomorrow’s dinner with Crawford & Nancy and June & Ian (I don’t know why Crawford comes before Nancy, but June comes before Ian!). Once the shopping was done I came home and had my lunch. I had most of the items on my list.

After lunch I lay down on the toilet floor and squirted more silicone up into the offending joint and almost choked on the vinegar smell from the silicone. For the second time in a week I remembered to put on the disposable gloves before I started using the sealant gun. If you don’t, it’s a messy job getting rid of the sticky silicone. Hopefully the joint will be sealed now, at least temporarily, although it will need a plumber to repair it properly.

By then, Scamp was probably on her way to meet Mags for lunch in Cumbersheugh town centre, having got an express bus from Glasgow. At last, the clouds were clearing and the sun was shining.
I was on my way to meet Fred for a coffee in Tesco. We spent an hour or so, Fred and I, setting the world to rights. Something we haven’t done for ages. Then he unloaded a few books on to me. The only thing about Fred is that he tells you almost the whole story of the book as he’s handing it to you! You don’t really need to read the book then! With the book exchange complete, we parted ways, he going to get his meds and I was going home. Tesco coffee is awful! Worse than Costa!

After catching up with Scamp, and hearing about her day, I went over to St Mo’s to see if there were any flying beasties worth photographing. Almost right away I found a Black Darter, but it was well named. It darted this way and that and wouldn’t settle. I let it have its way and waited until it trusted me, then I got a few photos of it sitting on a horsetail plant. That was PoD sorted.

Dinner tonight was Fish Fingers, Egg and Spaghetti. Then it was time for me to start the prep for tomorrow’s dinner party, Chicken Tagine. I’d made it fairly recently, but this time I had all the ingredients. It took a good hour and a half to get all the prep done and the cooking completed. It looks exactly like the last one, but just not as sweet. I think it will do the trick. I’m just doing the main with Scamp making the starter and dessert. My work is done for now.

Tomorrow more prep and more cooking probably.

Still looking – 7 September 2024

After yesterday’s failure to find a suitable rain jacket, today we were venturing into Glasgow to cast my net wider.

First stop was Tiso, but there wasn’t much I was willing to shell out money for, but I did have other possible places, so we went up Sauchiehall Street to the rather posher Nevisport where the bloke who was serving got all technical and explained the difference between all the jackets and also talked a lot of sense. Although the jackets he was selling were expensive, I could understand where my ideas of a waterproof, breathable jacket with lots of pockets was a pipe dream, rather than a practical piece of kit. It looks like I have to be more realistic in my search.

I thanked him and wandered down to Blacks. Once upon a time it was a very well thought of walking and climbing sports shop, in fact we still have a tent and flysheet deep down in a cupboard that we bought in Blacks many years ago. For a while there it was a bit nearer the GO Outdoors type of shop than the Nevisport, but although it is a bit more cut price than quality, it’s moving up in the world again. I saw a few jackets that might just work. I’ve given up on the possibility of lots of pockets, but now want at least a double skin jacket with a decent wire framed hood. Colour is immaterial! We had a look in the smaller Tiso in the centre of town, but they had a very limited range, so we went for lunch.

We went to Wagamama, after the success of Izakaya I wanted to compare it to Wagamama’s version. There was no comparison. Izakaya may have been expensive, but the flavours they put into a bowl of beef stock were miles ahead of the watery taste of Wagamama. So disappointing. Scamp also said her curry was a bit tasteless too, so it my just be that particular shop that’s worth avoiding.

Got the bus home and I went walking in St Mo’s with the A6500 and the 70-180mm zoom lens. It’s a strange combination of the big lens with the small sensor, but it just seems to work. Got a nice PoD of a male damselfly backlit so the head and mouth parts of the insect almost seem translucent.

Feeling down to earth – 5 September 2024

Not just physically down to earth, but also emotionally down, because the big adventure was over for now.

Hundreds of photos to wade through. Literally almost 800 photos to grade and work through. It’s great fun taking the photos, but not so much fun culling them and organising them. I addition to which, the month changed half way through the holiday and there were conventions to sort through putting files in order in the right place … Aargh! It’s a nightmare just thinking about it, but it has to be done. I have to remind myself, this is a task I’ve set myself for more than ten years now. Every year it gets harder, but I won’t change it just yet.

Today the cases were opened and the first load of essentials were dumped in the washing machine and then it was switched on.

I went out for a walk in St Mo’s and got today’s PoD which was a Jenny Long Legs. Not to be confused with a Daddy Long Legs which is an arachnid, as you well know.

We had taken the bins out last night and today it was time to drag them back in again. Normality had returned.

Tomorrow, more of the same, probably.

Dancin’ – 22 August 2024

Bright sunny day that developed the look of rain, which never appeared until evening.

We were going dancing today at Glenburn, but before that, Scamp went shopping for bread and milk, so that after lunch we could get changed into dancing clothes and go.

We didn’t dance as much as we’d thought we would because we were sitting with a couple from Largs. The lady struck up a conversation with Scamp while we men sat around and chipped in the occasional comment, as men do.

We did manage a fairly lengthy quickstep without making it too obvious that we were repeating a lot. I attempted Fishtails, but need a lot more practise on the actual strategy of fishtails before I can confidently insert them into full dance. There are lots of little steps like that we know and just need the confidence to add them to our short routine. Practise, that’s what we need the most. Anyway, it passed an afternoon that otherwise we’d have used up sitting around the house.

Drove home and had an M&S curry for dinner. For the first time I was distinctly unimpressed with the Chicken Tikka which was just bland with nothing to commend it in my opinion.

We watched episode 1 of a series called Vienna Blood, set in 1906 Vienna. I drew comparison immediately with The Turkish Detective which even with occasional subtitles was a much better series. Scamp took issue with the close-ups of staring eyes. Maybe episode 1 was a good place to stop.

The PoD was a robin that stopped for a quick splash in the birdbath in the afternoon. Another swimmer I saw today was a snail, complete with shell in an old mushroom tub sunk in the raised bed, I’d originally poured some no alcohol beer into it to see if the smell would attract slugs to drown in it, but they appeared uninterested in pretend beer. This snail, however wasn’t drowning in the now rainwater tub, it was actually swimming. I’ve once seen a big black slug paddling in puddles with its ‘head’ above water, but this snail seemed to be floating in the water. Maybe the shell holds enough air to make it buoyant. I must investigate that.

Tomorrow we may be going east in search of some sun.

Return of the damsels – 14 July 2024

One of those days with a white sky above the Campsie Fells but with low clouds lying in the valley. It happens a lot here it’s temperature inversion I think.

Once the day had warmed up and we’d solved Wordle and Spelling Bee, it was almost lunchtime. Scamp made Shakshuka which is eggs poached in tomatoes and spices. It was very nice, too. I think I could probably stretch to cooking that.

The big story of the day was the shooting of Donald Trump. Just a flesh wound, thankfully and the assailant was brought down in a hail of bullets which seems to be the American way of dealing with these things. Still, I suppose they had to avoid the bloodbath that could so easily have happened.
On a lighter note, I was wondering if one of the security guards really did shout Donald, Duck!

We watched Laura Kuenssberg’s attempt to get some sense from some Labour Party woman who only wanted to robotically recite the party line ad nauseam. Not a lot of cut and thrust there and I got the feeling that Laura was thankful when that interview finished.

Moving away from politics, and on to more interesting stuff, Scamp was ‘tidying up’ things in the garden later in the afternoon and I took myself off to St Mo’s to see if there was any activity there. Indeed there was. Not only were there butterflies flitting around, but also there was one dragonfly and a few skittish common blue damsels. Two or three days of warm sunshine had brought them out.

When I came back, Scamp and I sat reading for a while, while cooling down with a G&T each. It was quite pleasant until the rain started and forgot to stop. It didn’t get really heavy, but it was persistent.

Dinner tonight came from the freezer and was reheated Carrot & Lentil Curry for Scamp and reheated Chilli con Carne for me. Dessert was half a strawberry trifle shared between us. The remaining half will hopefully be tomorrow’s dessert.

PoD was a Common Blue damselfly sitting on the edge of the boardwalk today. Most of the insects were very nervous and flew off whenever I came too close. This one didn’t. It just sat there soaking up the sun and watching me, intently. It felt like it was sizing me up as its next meal!!

I walked home before it could attack.

England lost in the final of the Euros. That’s a pity, but at least it might “put their gas at a peep” as we say in Scotland, at least what auld guys say in Scotland!

No plans yet for tomorrow. As usual, it all depends on the weather.

 

Wet and Windy – 3 July 2024

Another day when the weather was wasn’t very like the July we all used to know.

Hurricanes in the Caribbean and temperatures almost in single figures at home. This isn’t at all like the summers we’ve been used to. What happened to summer? Did I blink and miss it? We’ve struggled through a wet, windy and cold winter, only to find at the end that it was at times, warmer than it is this summer. Personally I blame the government!

I did go out for a while in the afternoon hoping it would stay dry at least, but it didn’t. Luckily the trees are all in full leaf now, so I could shelter until the worst of it was past. I did get a couple of decent photos, despite the wind and the rain. Best of a reasonable lot was a photo of a Drone Fly, a kind of Hoverfly, feeding on the flowers of a Cow Parsley head. Probably not the prettiest of insects, but the new lens delivered a sharp image of it. There’s another of a ‘spider house’ on Flickr that gave the drone fly a run for its money.

That was about it for the day. Scamp didn’t even go out to prune her roses. It was that kind of day. I think we were both a bit tired after two hours of almost constant dancing yesterday.

We did a bit of digital tidying up. Moving photos from Scamp’s old computer on to a storage SSD and from there onto her new computer. Now it’s her job to complete the tagging of the photos before copying them to OneDrive. I suppose, grudgingly, I have to admit that there are things that OneDrive can do very efficiently.

Dinner tonight was the ready-roasted chicken we bought in Troon yesterday served with potatoes and cabbage. It made a decent meal and the chicken was lovely.

Tomorrow we may be meeting Isobel if we don’t get blown away, because there are more gusty winds predicted.