A dull day … – 7 July 2023

… but a brightener to start with.

The day began with an email from Hazy wondering what the poor peacocks had done to offend me. A typo on my part was the reason. In yesterday’s blog I was discussing peacocks and especially the white one Alex and I saw at Pittencrieff Park in Dunfermline. A slip of the finger had exchanged the ‘W’ in the peacock colour with an ’S’. Oops! I do hope I haven’t upset anyone with a bit of rude language and thank you again, my eagle-eyed daughter for your proof-reading!

It was a dull day, but warm. Not a pleasant warmth, more a muggy feel to the air. Not really a day for going anywhere, and anyway, I think I am photographed out. I took far fewer than normal on our trip to Dunfermline yesterday. I think it was the overkill of the 1,000 odd I took over two weeks on holiday. Maybe that’s what I need, another holiday. That’s not likely as one of the first tasks today was to put the cases away in the loft space until our next holiday whenever that will be. Scamp had washing to do and there were always things to do in the garden. I finally planted the last three leeks that had been languishing in their wee pots for almost a month. I’m sure they will grow better in the raised bed, even if it is falling apart.

I had another email returned from Gmail. Apparently they demand that I must ”authenticate with at least one of SPF or DKIM.”. I’ve had a look at both of these collections of letters and maybe, just maybe I have a plan. It will not be a cunning plan or a simple fix, but it might pacify Mr Google.

I didn’t do much today. Read another few chapters in ‘Unhappenings’. Such a weird book. I fell out with Scamp about nothing. Eventually apologised and and we sat down to look through her holiday photos. She calls them ‘snaps’, but they are so much more than that. They are photos.

Next I took my time to set up today’s photo. The chilli plant was sitting on the draining board in the kitchen and after I’d cleaned the windows inside and out, I set up my tripod in the kitchen and took my time to compose properly. In the end I was happy with the result and the process grounded me, I think.

Dinner tonight was Kedgeree. Scamp made it, I wouldn’t know where to start. She wasn’t happy with it, I thought it was a bit dry, but with a spoonful of cream improved it greatly.

No plans for tomorrow. It looks like we’ll be under a raincloud all day.

I haven’t proof-read this blog. Any errors are mine as they say in the epilogue of books these days.

A day in the Toon – 5 July 2023

We drove in to Glasgow today just for a wander and the chance of a spot of lunch.

We started before that, at home having a serious talk about money and cars and it looks as if the blue car will be staying for a couple of years.

In Glasgow we began in JL. There is so little in the ‘toyshop’ now for me, it was really only a cursory glance over what little they had to offer. One overpriced camera (second-hand, although JL don’t call it that). The shop now seems to have become a clearing house for goods bought and returned, unwanted gifts, but really, whisper it, second-hand. Maybe it’s a sign of the times, maybe it a warning sign of things to come! Scamp was luckier than me, she found a couple of things in the sales.

Walked down Buchanan Street and along Argyle Street, taking in the sights and sounds of Glasgow. Scamp went looking for a dress she’d seen in M&S a month or so ago, but we came out empty handed.

By this time lunch was on our minds, but we couldn’t settle on a place to go. There is a new restaurant in Exchange Square and we thought that might be good to investigate. It used to be Zizzi’s, but now it’s called Banca da Roma. The building used to house the Bank of Scotland back in the dim and distant past. Lovely big space with a high, high ceiling with glass panels that spread sunlight over everything today. I had Porchetta con Salsa Verde as a starter and Rigatoni Amatriciana for main. Scamp opted for Forcaccia con Rosmarino as a starter and Spigola e Spinaci which is Grilled Seabass with sautéed spinach. Service was a bit slow and the food when it came was, to my mind, quite expensive for what we got. As a lunch it just about managed to fit the bill, but the portions were small. There was a 12.5% service charge at the end of the meal which might be standard practise in London, but is not common in Glasgow. “Style over Substance” was how Scamp described it and I couldn’t have put it better myself.

Walking back to the car I noticed a wee man painting en plein air in St Vincent Street, using oils. He was doing a pretty good job of it too amid the tourists and the traffic. I took a few shots over his shoulder and one became PoD.

Drove home after a relaxing day and started the procedure to get some of the scrapes on our car repaired using Smart Cover which we’d paid for when we bought it and never thought we’d use. I think it might be a long process.

Hoping to go to Dunfermline tomorrow with Alex. Today was a lovely warm day. Hoping for something similar for tomorrow. Scamp will be hoping for the same as she’s intending to cut the grass again.

Fourth of July – 4 July 2023

Another day of thundery showers followed by warm sunshine.

Scamp decided we should go shopping and I went along to make sure it was done properly! We arrived back home with a sight more than the milk, potatoes, fruit and veg. Stopped on the way to get the makings of tonight’s dinner which was stir-fry. We just got in the door as the rain started.

Yesterday Scamp decided the bed needed changing and the mattress turned. Today she decide the upstairs rooms should be hoovered so between us we hauled out the bed, dusted behind it then hoovered there too. Finally we put almost everything back in place. Some things though, including my ancient but totally shot leather slippers didn’t go back. They went into the bin instead. Poor things were almost worn through. I’ll never find another pair like them.

We were just relaxing with a coffee after our work when the rain came on again and it really did come down like stair rods. The weather fairies had warned of thundery showers and for once they were correct. I waited until I was sure the rain had stopped then booted up and walked over to St Mo’s with the A6000 in tow and took a few insect and flower photos. The flower photos won today. The ultimate winner was a photo of a branch with Snowberry flowers. Delicate little pink bell shaped flower that will produce bunches of white ball shaped fruit in the autumn. Managed to get back dry, apart from the drips coming from the trees after the heavy shower earlier.

Got an email from Nissan asking me to Pay Up or Put Back by September. Still considering what the final fate of the wee Blue car will be.

No plans for tomorrow as yet.

A new month – 1 July 2023

Finally I’ve cleared the backlog of blog posts and Flickr submissions. It took a bit longer than I expected, but even as I was downloading today’s photos, I found more on the A6000 that I had missed so I’m now up to about 1300 photos for June. That’s a personal record, I think. It’s partly down to the new phone. The results I get from it are almost indistinguishable from those on my A6000. Not quite as good as the A7iii, but it gets close when I use the RAW mode on the phone camera. Quite amazing. Truly now, the best camera is the one in your pocket.

I spent most of the morning and part of the afternoon clearing up loose ends of blogs. If any of you out there notice any mistakes, please don’t tell me, because I’m not going to do anything about them. Not long after midday I posted the final backlog blog.
Meanwhile, Scamp was doing the ironing and by the time she was finished, I was just finishing, so we could have lunch. Both of us settled for banana on toast.

After lunch Scamp decided she needed another garden tub to house her two new plants, so we walked down to the shops, got some messages and other essentials like jam doughnuts and then picked us a reasonably sized tub that Scamp threatened to wear on her head on the way home to protect herself from the rain. Thankfully the rain dried up once we left the shop. I could have gone for a walk in St Mo’s and probably I should have, but instead I came home with Scamp and did my file shifting that I usually do at the end of the month.

It had been windy since early morning and photography in the wind is difficult, so I chose to take some shots in the back garden where there is a bit of shelter from our high fence. PoD turned out to be the seed pods of the long gone Shooting Star flowers that bloomed in May. There wasn’t much more to tempt me today. Maybe I should have gone over to St Mo’s or encouraged Scamp to wear that flower pot hat and got a shot from one of those two situations … or maybe best not!

No plans for tomorrow.

 

Today we were in Zadar – 18 June 2023

Zadar is one of our favourite places, although we often confuse it with Koper and that’s what happened today. We kept looking for places that were, in fact, in Koper – not Zadar.

Things we’ll remember:

  • The big white five masted sailing ship Windsurf (PoD).
  • The Sea Organ.
  • Punters dressed as Roman centurions for some reason.
  • Buildings in the town still with shell damage from the war.
  • Cats, both real and painted on walls.
  • The “Head Garden” of busts, so called by a tour guide.
  • Dinner in Kora La.
  • Watching a table of rowdies being told quietly to leave the premises.
  • Wondering if they were made to walk the plank.
  • Monkey towel animal. Not the scary monkeys we sometimes have.

The day the rains came in Dubrovnik – 15 June 2023

… and forgot to stop!

Things we’ll remember:

  • Waking to rain on the balcony.
  • Heavy rain, light rain, but constant rain.
  • Breakfast in “Smash ’n’ Grab”.
  • Constant messages from the Cruise Director.
  • Warnings to those going home to stay in your cabins until called.
  • Went for a walk in the afternoon.
  • Almost cut my hair – or got it cut.
  • Saw the ‘battleship’ and the armoured car.
  • No cats in the armoured car.
  • Watched the rain forming rivers on the windows of “Indigo”.
  • Tapas for dinner – excellent.
  • Show was “Movies”
  • Aka the professional male dancer’s flies burst open during his routine!
  • Nearly dropped his partner when the ship moved for him!
  • Brambles for two – very nice!

 

Bar – 14 June 2023

A small town that is a bit down at heel, but trying hard to make something of itself.

Things we’ll remember:

  • Beautiful sunrise and sail in.
  • Two Tui ships in port at the same time.
  • Free bus into town.
  • Decorated utility boxes (substations and the like) in town
  • Temple of St Jovan Vladimira. Frescos on every wall inside.
  • Wild flowers everywhere.
  • Chinese shop with everything, everywhere.
  • Vista restaurant for dinner – pretend posh Italian.
  • Vista didn’t cut the mustard.
  • Thunderstorm at night.

Corfu – 13 June 2023

A bit run down now and a long walk from the port to the old town. Bit the bullet and got the bus back.

Things to remember:

  • That long walk in the hot sun.
  • Been there before, but couldn’t remember any of it.
  • New building built onto ancient ruins.
  • Camera bag for €40 after a bit of haggling, but no sale.
  • €44 tee shirt. Nice shirt but 40 quid(??), no thanks.
  • Narrow streets.
  • Congested.
  • It rained!
  • Beer next to a naval base.
  • German Torpedos on display at naval base.
  • The Holocaust statue.

Katakolon or Katakolo – 12 June 2023

A small town in Greece.

Just really a main street with lots of touristy shops. Like so many of the ports on this cruise, it was only a berth to allow folk to be bussed to more interesting places. Today’s buses were going to Olympia. We weren’t on those buses, we made the mistake of going on a wee train. Forty five minutes waiting for the driver to drum up enough custom to make it worth his while driving us round a few miles up hill and back down again. If you ever get the chance to pre-book a ticket on one of these tours, walk away. All the folk on our train wished they had. But there were highlights in Katakolo too and here are some of them.

Things we’ll remember:

  • That wee train and the 45min wait.
  • The red parasols of crew from the posh Viking ship next door.
  • Greek salad for lunch in a quayside cafe.
  • Gyros.
  • Lines of olive trees.
  • Just how dry the landscape was.
  • View looking out from the harbour.

Souda for Chania – 10 June 2023

The first Greek town this year, although Scamp does remind me that it’s Crete, not Greece!

We had breakfast in the posh restaurant we ate in last night. Sensible plates of food for once. Then we watched the sail in on a beautiful morning.

With no tours booked, we just watched until the queue for the bus calmed down then walked out and caught the €1.50 bus from Souda, where we were docked, into Chania town. We had to stand for the 15min journey which was a pain in the legs.

It was a bit busy in the town, In fact it was very busy, but it was Saturday and you have to remember that. My watch wasn’t syncing yet with my phone, so I also had to remember to add on an extra two hours to the time.

We walked through the shops, all of which seemed to sell leather goods, but didn’t buy anything. We did go for coffee in a wee cafe in a town square. We walked as far as the harbour and watched the horse drawn carriages going past. We both felt sorry for the horses.

At night we had another posh dinner sat next to a crazy man and his wife. He was telling the steward how he had a machine gun fitted to the front of his mini. He said it kept everyone out of his way. Scamp tapped him on the shoulder and he jumped as if he’d been slapped and shouted “Don’t touch me!” If I didn’t know better, I’d say he was Ray Furminger’s brother. That same kind of sarcastic humour. Great fun was had by all apart from his wife who smiled and shook her head at everything he said.

Dancing at night to music by a girl from the entertainment team. Sitting with two women who were dancers, certainly better than me, but they had the advantage of being sober.

Tomorrow it’s Piraeus

Things we’ll remember:

  • The sail in.
  • The man with the Barrel Organ.
  • Horses pulling two seater gigs in Chania.
  • Old church or cathedral. Beautiful, but dark inside.
  • Two weans chasing pigeons across the church square.
  • Watching the wee fish swimming in the harbour.
  • Overcrowded buses, going in to town and returning to Souda.
  • Mad Saturday traffic.
  • Being served ‘sit down’ breakfast in the posh restaurant.