A lazy start to the day – 13 May 2025

A lazy start for me, that is. Scamp was already up and pouring her first coffee well before I broke surface.

It was another warm day. Quite breezy, and maybe that was what cleared the morning clouds away. It was just over 13ºc when I raised my weary head.

After lunch, Scamp started building a frame to encourage her sweet peas to start climbing. She has already planted out two areas of climbing frames for them. This one might be the final one for this year.

I went for a walk in the afternoon with the correct combination of camera and lens. I was hoping for some shots of damselflies. I had managed to capture one a few days ago and had seen some flying around the pond yesterday. However, there were only a very few in the air and those were in the centre of the pond and flying low. The reason soon appeared in the shape of a Four Spotted Chaser and it was living up to its name today, chasing every flying insect it could find. I admit, I went a bit over the top with almost 50 shots of the dragonflies taken. They were hacked down to a more realistic number in the first cull. I think the sun had gone to my head. Still, it was the first dragonfly of the year, that’s my excuse.

Dinner tonight was Fragrant Prawn Rice Noodle Salad. A bit of a mouthful and a bit tricky to scale down from four servings to two, but it tasted fine, but was a bit difficult to eat. I think we may have another try at it later in the summer all, being well. Orange and Rhubarb jelly for dessert and it was delicious.

After dinner I watered the veg in the garden. The kale looks a bit dried out and so do the leeks. I’m hoping to get started earlier to morrow and get the rest of the kale and leeks planted. Weather looks set fair for the next week at least. Great for sitting reading in the sun and for sunbathing, but the garden will be taking a beating unless we get rain soon.

By the way, Happy Birthday, Neil!

Tomorrow Scamp is intending to meet up with the other witches and I may be working in the garden.

Another warm day – 11 May 2025

Today was hot, but with heavy cloud at times. Actually, it was a nice warmth without the heat of yesterday and with a gentle breeze that yesterday lacked. There was actually just the hint of a threat of rain that never quite materialised.

It was a day that encouraged a lazy man like me to consider doing a bit of gardening. Gentle gardening, mind you. Nothing too strenuous, and with easily achievable targets, like potting up my chilli plants and helping Scamp to plant her home grown sweet peas and build a sort of plastic mesh to encourage them to cling to and pull themselves up with. I even found an old solar powered sprinkler for the bird bath that still worked, and gave tiny little splashes now and again.

Later I took the A7iii out with the Tamron lens and a Lensbaby Sweet 35 to St Mo’s to search for damselflies, but again there were none to be seen. Instead,I concentrated on some Hawthorn flowers and focused on one Buttercup in the grass of St Mo’s to use the Lensbaby’s strange distorted view of the world. The buttercup shot got PoD.

Dinner was a chicken breast done in the oven and served with a salad that was delicious. I don’t particularly like pomegranate seeds, but the light scattering of them in that salad worked wonders. There was a hint of Simonne’s excellent salads there. I’d say they were on a par with each other.

Pudding was a rhubarb crumble. Not our own growing, but hopefully it won’t be long before we get a second pulling of ours too. The ginger in the pudding was just right for me. Pure Goldilocks pudding!

Spoke to Jamie and heard about his week’s holiday. Such a pity that when we were sweltering in the sun up north, down south they were putting on extra layers and a pair of gloves. The wind coming in from the North Sea was to blame. Hopefully there will be gentler and warmer days ahead.

Tomorrow I believe we may be going shopping, probably just for essentials.

More problems – 10 May 2025

Another hot day.  Today we reached over 20ºc although there was a lot of cloud too.

Last night I had a big problem with the iMac. I was attempting to work through my usual procedure of writing the blog on an app. After the blog is written I usually select all the text and then open my app for posting the blog and drop the text into a window that opens. Yesterday the app wouldn’t open. It just gave me a message “403 Forbidden”.

No matter what I did, I got the same message. Finally I went online and read some gobbledegook instructions that I couldn’t understand. I did think of trying some of them, then came across the fix. All the person wrote was “Just leave it. It will sort itself out.” By now it was 11pm and I was tired and panicking just a bit, so I did what the writer suggested. Shut the computer down and went to bed. I slept better than I’d thought I would, and in the morning I switched the iMac on and everything was running normally. I don’t know who you are, but thank you for that helpful suggestion.

Later in the morning we drove over to Brookfield for our regular Saturday morning dance class.  It started with a Line Dance called House of Bamboo. Now I hate line dances, and I’ll add this one to that list. Next was a Melody Foxtrot. A much gentler and better written sequence dance.

Next we were straight into a new Quickstep. I stumbled through it and eventually made some sense of it. Again, not my favourite, but much better than the line dance. I don’t think it’s as good as the other quicksteps Jane has devised.

We did a Sweetheart Rumba which took two tracks before everyone was singing from the same hymn sheet. Then it just fell into place.

Drove home over the Kingston Bridge almost without stopping. It was just one of those days when the traffic ran perfectly.

I walked down to the shops later to get the makings of tonight’s dinner, but the shelves were very bare and I phoned Scamp to ask if a cook-at-hope curry would suffice and she agreed it would. Late on a Saturday afternoon is not the time for food shopping.

We sat in the back garden for an hour or so tonight with a G&T each. As I’m writing this, Scamp is watering the garden. Only fair, I did it on Thursday.

PoD was a photo of a Rhododendron called Nancy Evans, taken in the garden.

No plans for tomorrow

Shooting the breeze – 9 May 2025

In the morning, Scamp was out to FitSteps and I was having a lazy half hour start to the day.

When she returned, Scamp and I had a late breakfast or an early lunch, either way we had some food, then we did some gentle rearranging of the pots in the garden

In the afternoon while Scamp was out soaking up some rays in the front garden, I spent half an hour and more talking to Fred. I’m amazed just how long it’s been since we last had a conversation, just shooting the breeze and putting the world to rights. I really should phone my old pals more often, and if they’re not responding to a call, at least send them an update text. It’s those things that keep us together.

By then the sun had moved round the sky or perhaps the world had turned and Scamp wandered round to the back garden, because that’s where the sun was hiding now. I changed into a pair of shorts on my milk bottle white legs and took the A7iii with a Sigma 105mm for a walk over to St Mo’s seeking some insect life, only to be disappointed because the insects were also sunning themselves somewhere else. I eventually settled on some shots of a dandelion with only four little parachutes clinging to its take-off plate ready to fly away on a gentle breeze. my favourite one got PoD. Yes, it is a bit of a cliché, but clichés have a place too.

When I returned, I was coaxed into planting out a row of Curly Kale and a pot of Leeks. My only contribution to the gardening work for the day, apart from chopping down some dangerous looking thorny roses.

After dinner which was Cabbage, Bacon and New Potatoes with Scamp substituting an egg for the bacon, we sat watching the sun go down behind the trees and the houses. We could have stayed longer, but it was becoming decidedly cool by then.

Tomorrow we’re hoping to go dance class at Brookfield.

Going to Paisley – 8 May 2025

Heading to Glasgow to meet Alex for a photo-walk on a bright, hot Spring day.

I got the bus to the Greenfaulds, crossed the road and got the X25 to Glasgow. It’s a complicated way to travel, but because of roadworks with three way lights on the outskirts of Cumbersheugh, it’s actually quicker to travel this way.

We went to Caffè Nero first, as usual and discussed places to go. I suggested Paisley for a conducted tour round the Abbey and he agreed. Got the train to Paisley Gilmour Street and wandered down to the Abbey. Bought tickets and as we only had an hour until the tour started, we went looking for food.

Went to the Ugly Duck, our usual haunt in Paisley. Food was slow in coming, but we just managed to wolf it down (a Hoagie for me and a Club Sandwich for Alex) before we quick-marched to the Abbey, just as the lady was reading the intro.

Quite an interesting tour that lasted just over an hour. Her delivery was quite good and heavy on the history of the church. Also, she was good at picking out points of interest as we were walking around what’s actually a Church of Scotland building now.

When we left, we sat and talked to a bloke who had been making 360º movies with a fancy camera on a 3m pole, then he got talking to Alex about short wave radio and I was lost.

I wanted to photograph an engraved pavement I’d found a few years ago. I did eventually find it, but it looked as if it had some of its lettering. I must go and find the original photos I’d taken to see if I was in the correct place.

PoD went to wide angle shot of Paisley Town Hall reflecting on the White Cart Water it stands beside. I was shocked to find, when I got home that I’d only taken 27 shots. Only 27! That’s a travesty!!

We got the train back to Glasgow and had another coffee before heading back to our homes.

A seat in the sun while Scamp told me all the work she’d done on the garden while I was off galavanting with my brother. She really is the power in the garden. Me, I’m just the labourer. She does all the clever stuff, although she will tell you otherwise. We had a wee G&T (Scamp) and a wee dram (Me) to round off the day.

Tomorrow the powerhouse that is Scamp is intending to go to FitSteps in the morning. I have no idea what we’ll be doing in the afternoon

Yet another day in the sun – 7 May 2025

It was an early rise for us. We were heading to Glasgow for Scamp to have some tests done. The taxi was booked for 9am but at about 8:45am she got a text to say that the test had to be cancelled because the required equipment had not arrived from Holland and a new appointment would be generated. That left us with a whole day to fill and a morning to calm down!

The way we filled the time was to do some shopping and have an early lunch. Then we started into the garden. I began moving the pots that edge the front garden and then cut the edges with the Flymo. I knew Scamp had a special method for cutting the grass, so once I had cleared the edges, I handed over control to Scamp and started putting things back into the places I thought they should go. Most of them I got right, but I knew that Scamp would correct my mistakes after I’d finished.

While Scamp was correcting mistakes and finishing the mowing, I spotted a little bright red insect on what was left of one of the Fritillaries. Scamp had beheaded the plants last week to ensure that none of the strength would go in to the seed heads. That was when I read on Wikipedia how much damage the red beetles did. According to Wikipedia, it’s Red Lily Beetle and it eats the leaves, stem, buds, and flowers, of lilies, fritillaries and other members of the family Liliaceae. It lays its eggs most often on Lilium and Fritillaria species.
This one won’t be doing any more damage, but it got PoD.

By the time we’d completed the shopping, cut the front grass, replaced the pots in their proper places, and done some insect research, it was well into the afternoon, so we downed tools and stopped to have a beer in the sun. We also made plans to repair the dilapidated fence between us and our new neighbours. I’d been promising it for years now and always managed to give it wide berth. Maybe this year I need to start working at it.

Fish Risotto cooked in the oven was tonight’s dinner. It should have been made with smoked fish, but I thought it would be ok with unsmoked. Yet again, I was wrong! It was ok, but just ok.

As the sun was going down I remembered I’d told Scamp I’d water the garden. I finally got the connections made and did get not only our garden, but our next door neighbours’ garden watered too. By the time I was finished the air was becoming decidedly cool.

Tomorrow I’m intending meeting Alex for a photo-walk. Scamp has even more gardening on her list on her To Do list.

May the Fourth be with you – 4 May 2025

Just one of those days when we couldn’t wake up.

Eventually I opted to be the one who made breakfast, then after reading a new chapter in a very old Iain Banks book, Transition, a book I never read which I regret now, we rose and went to see what all the hullabaloo was, about with the Formula 1 sprint race in Miami.

It was actually quite an interesting race with crashes galore. Some of which were on the parade lap before the race even started. Admittedly, it was in the rain, but have these drivers never seen rain before?

With all the excitement finished for the morning, we watched Laura Kuenssberg rip a hole in Wes Streeting and Kemi Badenoch’s morning. Isn’t it great to see someone charge through politicians and get away with it? Don’t you sometimes think it would be good to do that too? It would brighten up any dull Sunday morning IMO.

Breakfast over, F1 GP over and politicians put in their place, I went out to plant two bags of potatoes. Can’t quite remember what they are, but they are purple skinned Arran something. If I remember, I’ll look the packet out tomorrow and tell you. I know you’ll all be dying to know!!

Dinner tonight was a tough steak for me with cauliflower and potatoes, but not Arran potatoes, and cauliflower with cheese sauce and potatoes for Scamp.

After that, I went for a walk in St Mo’s and got PoD which was some Hawthorn Flowers. Jimmy Mearns, my ex-headteacher once explained to me that the Scottish expression “Ne’er cast a cloot until May is out” had nothing to do with the month of May, but everything to do with the flowering of the May Blossom ie, Hawthorn Flowers. I’m not sure it really is the time to be casting cloots just now with the temperature local to us expected to reach 1ºc tonight. At least it’s not -1ºc.

No real plans for tomorrow, but Scamp wants to go shopping and I’m headed to the tip with a big bag of empty bottles to dispose of.

Remembering Dancin’ – 3 May 2025

Today for the first time in ages, probably more than a month, we drove to Brookfield for a dance class.

Quite a big class. At least half a dozen couples ready to strut their stuff … and us, almost ready. Willing too, in as much as, willing the big hand to go round the clock one and a half times and set us free … or maybe that was just me. Ok, enough with the ellipses, lets get started.

We started with Scamp’s absolute favourite, the Tina Tango danced to Shivers by Ed Sheeran. That was us hooked. From there we went into a Foxtrot, not just any foxtrot, the Gershwin Foxtrot. The one we both liked. Much better that those chopped up foxtrots Jane invents in an attempt to make things ‘easier’. This was the full strength one with the “Continuous Hover Cross”. Don’t let anyone convince you that it’s a ‘lot less bovver with a Hover’. It isn’t, at least not with this one. However, after two lessons from Jane and one set of instructions from Stewart the whole thing was becoming possible. Not every time, but at least half the time. It’s a really elegant dance and one both of us like.

Next up was a Blue Angel which we first learned with Kirsty, in fact, one of the first things we learned from Kirsty. Now it’s just a wee easy dance, then it was very complicated.

Next was a Viennese Waltz. You know the one it’s just continuous spinning, first one way, then the other with a bit of straightening out to prevent the participants throwing up or spinning into a wall. What one of the dancers a long time ago called “A Burly Roon”!

We finished with a Mayfair Quickstep danced to “500 Miles” by The Proclaimers, which was appropriate because it felt like we’d danced 500 miles today!

Drove home and risked the lengthy roadworks at the Barrs factory, but we didn’t have to wait too long to get through, then we found a parking space outside the house. How convenient.

Scamp wanted part of the old blackcurrant bush chopped down, so I took a saw to it and cut out a fair chunk of the diseased bush. Hopefully that will open the bush to the air and possible encourage new growth. Later in the afternoon I planted three potatoes in the fancy two part pot. I’m intending to plant the remainder tomorrow or maybe Monday.

PoD went to a lovely pink Aquilegia flower I photographed, growing beside the path when I was going over to Condorrat to get dinner which was a Special Fish Supper with two Pickled Onions (one each).

No plans for tomorrow, but temperatures are set to fall. There is even a chance of snow in the north. Brrr!

A little bit cooler – 2 May 2025

At last!

Scamp was out to Fit Steps in the morning and that gave me an hour free, so I just stayed in bed and read for a while. It was one of those days that seemed undecided whether to rain or to just stay cloudy. It stayed cloudy for a while, before giving us some sunshine to brighten our spirits.

When Scamp came home we drove over to Larky to collect my new two pairs of glasses. One pair for distance and one pair for reading. I thought it was a bit of an overkill when the assistant told me and asked her to check with Euan. She did and he confirmed it, so two pairs it was. I still wasn’t convinced until I tried on the distance pair and Wow, they showed what I should have been seeing for at least two years. The reading pair were less of a surprise, but having both means that I can now happily dispose of my cheap ‘readers’. I drove home wearing the distance glasses and then I found just how dirty the front screen was!

I had a snooze after lunch because I’m still not sleeping well at night. If it continues I’ll make an appointment with the doc or the nurse. It’s quite unlike me.

While I was out for the count, Scamp was working away in the garden, planting stuff and moving other stuff around. When I woke, I hardly recognised the back garden. More plants and less green space. Plus, my Shooting Stars (Dodecatheon meadia) were in bloom and I managed to get a photo of them, while keeping the background out of focus. The plant has produced about half a dozen flowers with quite a collection still to bloom. Last year I think I had one flower. Of course, the Shooting Stars got PoD.

Dinner tonight was Paella, or a version of paella. Everything was going smoothly until I was almost ready to serve, then I realised I’d forgotten to add the chicken stock cube. Ten frantic minutes later the problem was solved. Scamp said it tasted fine, so disaster averted!

Tomorrow we may be going to dance class.

The first of May – 1 May 2025

We really should have been up early and washing our faces in the dew, but we’re probably beautiful enough and it would only make everyone else jealous!

Instead of an early morning face wash, Scamp drove over to the dentist for her six month checkup. I read more of Tainted Cup, a very twisted tale with the most complicatedly named cast I’ve ever seen. I wonder if Mr Bennett made up the names of all the places or if they have some meaning.

After a wash and brush up, it was time to go over to Glendale for the Tea Dance. Sitting with David and Carol and hearing about their adventures with their grandson from Kingston on Thames. In exchange we told them stories about the roads on Skye and the beautiful weather we’d had for almost a full week.

Dances were the usual mix of latin, sequence and ballroom and although we both struggled to get it right sometimes, for the most part we managed to cover the floor quite well.

Lengthy roadworks near the Barrs factory in Cumbersheugh meant a detour to Tesco on the way home to get dinner which was Bacon, Cabbage and Potatoes with Scamp swapping Black Pudding for Bacon. We’ll need to remember that if we’re going to Brookfield on Saturday.

I went for a walk round St Mo’s in the afternoon and got a photo of a wild flower that I couldn’t name, although I knew it. Finally I resorted to looking it up and it was a Plantain, but not the Plantain they have in Trinidad, the one they have in Scotland. Allegedly it is very effective at dealing with insect bites and stings. It is also much better than dock leaves to ease the discomfort of being stung by a stinging nettle too, but don’t quote on either of these remedies.

The Scottish Plantain made PoD, there being no competition for it here today. Note the bonus spider in the photo!

It was a fair bit cooler in the afternoon, compared to the last few days. The weather fairies were at pains to confirm that for the next day or two, the weather will stay cooler.  We’re just hoping for rain.

Scamp is hoping to get to FitSteps tomorrow and then I might go and collect my new glasses.