Category: Lunch

On the bus – 20 April 2024

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Just as I promised yesterday, today we went somewhere interesting on the bus.

Got the X3 up to the Town Centre, then got the bus to Dunfermline our destination and “somewhere interesting”. Quite a comfortable journey and it was good not having to drive. We started off as usual with a cup of coffee in Nero and then walked round to the Abbey which is in ruins, but still interesting ruins. Clambered down a very narrow spiral staircase, which if we’re being pedantic isn’t really a spiral, but a helix. Wandered round most of the abbey and then crossed over to the Abbey Church which is a functioning church, not a ruin. Scamp wandered off to speak to the organist who was rehearsing his music for tomorrow’s choir piece which was written by John Rutter, one of Scamp’s heroes. While they were talking I took some photos of the inside of the church and also found a beautiful modern lectern made from layers of oak and ebony laminated and curved into shape.

From the church we walked down into the park and found the hot house was open, and warm, trapping the sun but excluding the cool wind. I got a few photos of exotic plants growing in the glasshouse. It seemed that the formal gardens were still in limbo. Not quite warm enough to burst into full bloom, much the same as Scamp’s own garden.

By then it was lunch time and we headed back into town and got a table in Wetherspoons where we had our usual Fish ’n’ Chips with a G ’n’ T for Scamp and a pint of Birds & Bees for me. First time I’ve tasted it in draft.

From there we walked up the street. Scamp heading for M&S and me heading for Waterstones, but there was little in either shop to interest us. We walked down to the bus station which, while not the most interesting place, was at least 100% more attractive than Cumbersheugh’s Gulag. The bus arrived on time and we were soon in that Gulag waiting for an X3.

PoD was the Abutilon Pictum Thompsonii or Chinese Lanterns plant we saw in the hot house at Pittencrief Park.

No plans for tomorrow so far.

Right on time – 21 October 2023

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We got a message from Jamie this morning just after 9am to say they were just leaving the hotel and they should be with us before 12noon.

Right on time the white Volvo appeared outside at 11.50. That’s Jamie. Always on time. After we’d decanted all the bags, rucksacks, jackets and boots, Scamp took the wee Yew tree they’d brought out into the back garden. Then we heard the stories about the floods they’d encountered on the way up and I was even more pleased that they’d decided to break their journey north.

After lunch which was a bowl of tomato soup, we drove to Colzium and walked the same route Scamp and I had walked last week. The burn was even higher today, of course because of the week’s rain we’d had and the big red acer at the top of the avenue in front of the big house was even brighter red, if that was possible. A photo of it made PoD.

Back home, Jamie and Simonne were getting ready to go into Glasgow to meet Chris and Yvonne for dinner, but found out that Uber don’t seem to like Cumbersheugh. Or more likely, the taxi drivers in Cumbersheugh discourage Uber drivers from picking up in the town. So it was the local taxi that took them into Glasgow!

Dinner for us was delivered from Bombay Dreams later in the evening after an irate phone call from the driver asking me to open the house door and turn the light on so he could see where the house was. I did as he asked and then he appeared very apologetic saying he’d been in the wrong street! Easily done in Cumbersheugh because when it was build it was numbered by writing all the numbers down on pieces of paper and sticking them at random on house doors. At least that’s how it seems. Who would be a delivery driver in Cumbersheugh?!

We watched Strictly on catch-up. Well, Scamp watched Strictly and I glanced up occasionally from my Inktober sketch. I don’t think I missed much.

The sketch prompt today was “Chains”. I tried steel chains and paper chains and neither of them interested me much. I eventually chose a key chain. The prompt asked for “Chains”, plural, but being a poor pensioner, I could only afford one on my key, and an imaginary one at that! That was my excuse.

Tomorrow we might all go out for a walk somewhere, or maybe we’ll point the hillwalkers at a local hill and let them get on with it!

 

Uncrowned – 4 August 2023

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No crown for Scamp today. The dentist said it wasn’t good enough for such a beautiful mouth.

Much to Scamp’s annoyance, the dentist did indeed say that the crown she had been waiting all these weeks for wasn’t fit for purpose. It wasn’t the correct size or shape and just wouldn’t fit into the available cavity. So it’s another two weeks wait until the crowning ceremony once the new one arrives. Not a happy bunny!

She was back home for a cup of (white) tea and out again to go to FitSteps class with a mouth just beginning to feel like her own again after the anaesthetic. When she returned we discussed our options for lunch and settled on Bombay Cottage in Hamilton. Lunch was Veg pakora for Scamp and Chicken pakora for me. In a break from tradition, I had Chicken Shimla while Scamp had her usual Vegetable Shimla Bhaji. I enjoyed the chicken shimla and would have it again, but it was a bit oily.

There’s not a lot to see in Hamilton now, so we drove home. I went out to get petrol after I’d dropped Scamp off and brought the car home intending to go for a walk in St Mo’s. I’d taken the receipt as usual and was glancing at it before I put it in the bin when I noticed that apparently I’d been charged £75 for 51.41 litres of DIESEL. Surely not! I was sure I’d lifted the green petrol gun. I went out and sniffed the filler and it was definitely petrol. Then while Scamp checked with her bank app and I checked the last four digits of the credit card on the receipt, we realised what had happened. The paper had become jammed in the machine and were dispensing the previous person’s receipt. Mine was for petrol and for almost half of the price of the diesel drivers fuel. Another panic over.

I did go for a walk in St Mo’s after that and I did get a PoD which is a Common Darter dragonfly resting on the warm boardwalk over at St Mo’s. A very patient dragonfly, or maybe just a very tired one.  Either way I liked the shot.  There is another shot that almost won the PoD it’s little dandelion parachutes looking like ballet dancers with their tutus!

It seems like the dance class is on tomorrow, so we’re intending to go to the class in the morning and then the dance in the evening. We might have time for a seat at home between the two.

Lunch at the Bothy – 24 July 2023

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After Wordle and Spelling Bee were done, the day was our own.

But first, even before Wordle, there was a big cardboard box to open, and inside as … another big cardboard box. Inside that was the usual amount of bumf you get when you buy something fairly expensive. “READ ME FIRST” was on the first page, so that was put to the side to read later. Next the inevitable expanded polystyrene to unpack and crumble into the carpet, then more bumf to read at a later date and finally the food processor was revealed in all its shiny plastic glory. Oh yes, and we got a recipe book, not an app to download and install on our phone, but an honest to goodness recipe book and a hard back one to boot! We might read that later, mainly because it didn’t scream at us “READ ME FIRST”!

While Scamp went into the kitchen to wash all the bowls and the lethal looking cutters and slicers, I read through some of the paperwork and some of the recipes. It’s amazing the variety of breads, cakes and soups you can make in one of these clever devices. I may even attempt some of them sometime.

Satisfied that all the washable bits had been washed and dried and after reading the recipe book and completing Wordle and Spelling Bee, Scamp suggested we go out to lunch as we’d planned at The Bothy just outside Stirling. As usual these days we were handed a buzzer and told to browse round the shop. Not long afterwards our buzzer buzzed. I did quite fancy the Mushroom and Bacon Carbonara on the ‘specials’ board, but inevitably I ordered the Sri Lankan Lamb Curry and Scamp had Mac ’n’ Cheese as I suspected. Two coffees to wash it down and two ginormous Cream Donuts to take home in a box.

Scamp was looking for another rose, but not for us this time and she wanted a pot to replant “Harley” the Harlequin Berberis we thought we’d lost in the June heatwave. It’s not quite recovered its variegation yet, but maybe once it’s repotted it will regain its colour. We drove round the outskirts of Stirling to Dobbies, but they had none of the rose variety she was looking for. We did get a heather plant to replace one that had died in June, a pop-up bin for the garden and a packet of basil seeds for me to plant.

I thought there was just a chance that we’d find the rose in Calders in Cumbersheugh, so we went there on our way home. Scamp knows one of the gardeners and she asked him if he had any and thankfully he had. A bit of local knowledge goes a long way, and it’s a true saying “It’s now what you know, but who you know. A quick visit to Tesco on the way home and we were done, or nearly.

I hadn’t a photo of the day so far, so back home I got my boots out and took the A6500 out with the big clumsy 105mm macro lens and in about an hour I took 130 photos. Most were rubbish, but I did capture a male Common Darter dragonfly. I’ve been keeping a careful eye on the battery performance of the new camera and it’s actually almost within the parameters that are advertised for it, so not such a big problem as I initially thought.

That was a good day. Weather wasn’t all that good, but it stayed dry all day. Scamp’s off to get her nails done again. I’m hoping to do an Auld Guys coffee morning tomorrow with Val and Fred.

Faceplant – 10 July 2023

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It was quite a nice morning today until we were leaving the house. Then the rain started.

We were off to Callander today. Quite a pretty place except on Sundays when the ‘Blue Rinse Brigade’ invade it in their droves. Driving from Stirling in their wee cars at 30mph everywhere. Thankfully, we didn’t see any today because it was Monday and they’re not allowed out on Mondays.

The River Teith or to give it its proper name, Eas Gobhain (upstream of the road bridge it’s the Eas Gobhain, downstream it’s the Teith) was running high today, almost, but not quite overflowing into the carpark. We took a walk round the circular path that follows the river (you choose which one it is!) which was running fast as well as high. The poor wee ducks seemed as if they were jet propelled going downstream, but struggled to make any headway going the opposite direction. It was a fairly short walk round an are of wetland. From there we walked into the town, but just as we were deciding to turn back, the rain which had all but disappeared, chose to return. We bought what turned out to be a sourdough loaf and a couple of fruit pies and headed back to the car.

It looked as if the rain was on for the day, so we drove over the bridge and back to The Smiddy restaurant which was busier than normal. Then Scamp had the great idea of sitting in one of the covered booths and buying lunch from a pop-up cabin on the site. Roll ’n’ egg for Scamp, Roll ’n’ bacon for me with two coffees. The rain seemed to be following us and once we’d had our lunch, we headed homeward.

Dinner tonight was Giovanni Rana tortllini pasta (basil and pine nuts) with butter and cheese. The bread we bought was as tough as old boots, although I haven’t actually eaten boots, this is what I think they would taste like. Being sourdough, it should make good toast.

The PoD went to a wide angle phone photo of one man fishing Eas Gobhain. There were about a dozen folk watching him, but they were expunged with Photoshop. They were cluttering up the place.

The Faceplant? Yes. Tonight it was torrential rain and Scamp thought her wee pepper plant was going to get bashed, so I volunteered to bring it in. I took one step outside and my foot slid from under me and I fell, face first into the soggy earth. I think Scamp got as big a shock as me. I really should have taken a selfie, but I didn’t. I just laughed and brought all three plants in. Two chilli plants, one sweet pepper plant plus one extremely muddy and wet me! I got off lightly. Just a couple of scratches and a severe telling off.

No plans for tomorrow. The plants can stay outside and get wet.

 

Money makes the world go around – 6 June 2023

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The money in question was foreign and old.

The money was Kuna abbreviated to kn, and the part of the world was Croatia. When we were last in that neck of the woods, last summer, we hadn’t spent as much kn as we’d intended to, and when we came home it was squirrelled away for use when the time came to travel to that far land again. Unfortunately we hadn’t noticed that on the 1st of January 2023 the kn was replaced by the Euro. Scamp had noticed this earlier in the week and after a bit of calculation we discovered that our 1500kn was worth about £150 if we could get somewhere to buy it.

We were going in to Glasgow today anyway to swap out a shirt I’d bought, not noticing it was a ‘Tailored Fit’ that wouldn’t fit my not quite svelte body. We’d drop in to JL first to see what they’d offer for our kuna. The answer was that JL didn’t buy kuna because there is no demand for it now, I suppose. However the cashier said she thought Euroexchange at the opposite end of Buchanan Galleries were still buying Kuna. We trotted along and after a couple of phone calls we were told that they would buy back most of the notes. Some of our smaller denomination notes were too old and virtually worthless, but we did get a fairly decent exchange rate for our out of date Croatian money. Quite delighted we walked on to Slaters where the shirt was exchanged for a ‘normal fit’.

On the way back I could feel that the unexpected money was burning a hole in Scamp’s pocket. But she is much more cautious than me and would only part with the ‘lump sum’ if she thought she was getting a bargain, and it appears that nothing she saw fitted that bill. Lunch was in Paesano and it was just as delicious as usual, sorry Alex! Coffee in Nero was the last stop before we drove home, but on the way there I took a few photos of the Donald Dewar outside Glasgow Royal Concert Hall. Donald Dewer, in case you don’t know, was the inaugural First Minister of the Scottish Government. That became PoD.

Sun took a bit longer to come out today. Maybe it wasn’t quite sure if those clouds were going to break enough to make it worth its while and it was late into the afternoon before it finally made up its mind to shine. Even the, there was a cool breeze. Maybe this is the end of summer, when it’s only just begun.

Tomorrow Scamp is getting her nails ‘done’. A birthday present voucher from her big sister that she’s finally used. Hope they aren’t those ‘Tiger Claws’ I see some women with!

A day in Japan – 17 May 2023

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Scamp was out early this morning to get her hair cut.

When she came back I was just finishing hanging out the washing. It was a lovely morning again and we discussing where to go when Scamp said she fancied going to the Japanese Garden near Dollar. I tidied up the things I was messing about with on the computer and off we went.

Scamp had bought the tickets online before we left, so we knew we’d get in, but we had to squeeze into one of the last three spaces in the overflow carpark. Then it was just a case of picking up a map and walking round the pond. We’d been before back in October last year and had seen the place in its autumn colours. We were hoping to see it in its spring regalia, but we were disappointed. A few of the azaleas were flowering in bright yellows and one or two rhododendrons were also flowering but everything else was green. It seems like it’s not just us who are running about a month late this year.

On the map we’d been given there was a mysterious number that would apparently unlock a gate. We looked where we thought the gate should be, but it wasn’t there. Finally we found it at the other end of the garden. There was a keypad on the gatepost and when we punched in the mysterious number the gate opened to allow us into the woodland walk. For the most part the walk was through woods, as you’d expect, but we could see a children’s adventure playground at the top of a hill, but ignored it and walked on. That’s where we found the ‘village’.

The noticeboard explained that last year’s storm ‘Arwen’ had felled or damaged a lot of the trees in the garden but that even the damage led to new beginnings. It was scamp who say the first tree stump with a heavy rope wrapped around the top and a variety of mosses and little trees growing in it. Then she saw the houses. Taller stumps topped off with roofs and with windows and doors added. Loads of these tree houses making something new from Arwen’s destruction a nice bit of creative thinking.

We wanted to have a coffee and a bite to eat, but the cafe was understaffed and there was a half hour wait before they’d be taking orders, so we left.

Scamp suggested we go to The Bothy for lunch instead. It was a great idea, but everyone of the townships we drove through had 20mph signs on entry. Why? There was no-one on the streets? We reached the cafe and after a bit of a wait we did get lunch with a cafetière of good coffee for me and peppermint tea for Scamp. Happy, we drove home.

Neither of us fancied dinner tonight and just to finish off the day I washed the car. I know it will be covered in seagull crap tomorrow, but I washed it today.

PoD was a view through one bridge to another in the Japanese Garden.

The prompt for today was A Pencil Case. This is my go-everywhere pencil case. Unfortunately, today it has no pencil in it, but the prompt only asked for the case! So I fulfilled the brief. The case does contain a pencil sharpener just in the unlikely event that a pencil jumps into the case and needs sharpening. This is the slimmed down version of the real pencil case which holds so many odds and ends that I have difficulty zipping it up.

No plans for tomorrow. It all depends on the weather.

Out to lunch – 15 May 2023

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We got the text just after 9am. Ben went to school!

That meant we were on track to take Ben’s mum, Shona to lunch. Picked her up just before midday and drove by the backroads to The Stables because it was such a lovely day. Shona was adamant that this was her treat. In fact this was her contribution to our Golden Wedding anniversary. When she told us that, how could we refuse. Scamp and Shona had a Fish Finger Sandwich each. Big chunks of fish in batter in a panini, with a cup of chips each. I had the meat eater’s version which was a slice of fillet steak cooked rare and also served on a panini and also with a cup of chips. Both lunch meals were delicious.

After lunch we went for a walk along the towpath of the Forth & Clyde canal which runs past the front of the restaurant. We walked for about a mile in the general direction of Glasgow before we turned back. Loads to see today. Butterflies all along the path, Peacock, Orange Tip and Cabbage Whites, mainly. Bluebells growing under the trees and a big Aquilegia growing wild in the hedgerow. Loads of people out on bikes making the most of an unexpectedly good day. There was even a canal boat chugging sedately heading for Glasgow, probably. It was the Yarrow Seagull and it got PoD with Scamp and Shona getting in on the photo too.

We dropped Shona off at her house and we drove home via Tesco. Back home, Scamp swithered, whether to cut the front grass or not. Eventually she decide she would and I was enlisted to lift the flower pots out of the way of the mower and replace them when she was finished.

Some of the roses needed a last trim before the flower buds appear and that was my job. I also pruned the Forsythia now that the flowers had gone over and before the leaves come fully out. My final job was to tie back the pink fluffy plant in the back garden. I can never remember its name. I know there are two of them, slightly different from each other but both are planted beside each other. The one I was working with today is really tall and although I’m sure it can stand up for itself, a bamboo stake and a couple of fairly loose cable ties wouldn’t do any harm to give it a little more support in today’s gusty breeze.

Today’s prompt asked for “Artwork you love”. Scamp and I both love the massive Kelpies. The 30m (100ft) high artwork was created by Scottish sculptor Andy Scott. They stand in Helix Park in Falkirk at the eastern end of the Forth & Clyde canal. They are made from steel and each one weighs over 300 tonnes. They were modelled on real Clydesdale horses Duke and Baron.

We’d ordered a pair of slipper shoes for Scamp at a fair discount last Friday. They were supposed to be delivered today, but the postcode was wrong. A mix up at the ordering stage. My fault for not checking properly. However when we got home the parcel was there waiting for us. One of the benefits of having the same postman all the time is that they get to know the names and addresses and don’t rely too much on postcodes.  And while I’m on the subject of shoes.  A big thank you to Scamp for sneakily getting my favourite black and white dance shoes soled and heeled for me.  I’ve been meaning to do it myself, I even bought Evostick glue to do it, but just never got round to doing it.  Sometimes you have to get the expert to do it properly, so thank you again, Scamp.

Tomorrow, unbelievably we’re hoping to go out for lunch again with Crawford & Nancy.

 

Curry – 12 May 2023

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Yesterday Scamp suggested Hamilton for lunch in the Bombay Cottage in Hamilton.

Scamp was out at FitSteps in the morning and I thought I’d spend that hour and a bit sketching today’s prompt which was “Your house or the neighbour’s house.” Surprisingly I got it finished just as she was coming through the front door. One tick in a box.

We drove to Hamilton and got parked fairly easily although the carpark was busy. Again we forgot that some people have to work all week and like to go in to town on the weekends. We used to be in that crowd, but thankfully we’ve seen the error of our ways and go midweek now. Food was just as good as usual, and the portions too, but really it’s the naan bread that makes us come back again and again. No chopped up dried out naan here. It’s light as a feather at one end and soft and pillowy at the other. Oh yes, and enormous!

After we’d had our three courses we paid and left, then drove down to the retail park. Scamp went and investigated the Home Bargains and Aldi while I walked over to what used to be the town square, but is now a building site, an untidy building site. I got the photo I wanted of the wee dog sitting on a seat, a statue by Shona Kinloch. That eventually made PoD. I also grabbed some shots of “The man with the rope” which is on Flickr now. Somebody decided he would look better with a traffic cone on his head, obviously not realising that joke had been done already a thousand times in Glasgow.

I walked back and found Scamp filling her basket in Aldi. We do have an Aldi in Cumbersheugh but we rarely visit it because it’s a shambles of a shop. Everything everywhere with nobody checking stock. At least it doesn’t smell so bad now as it did when it first opened and they didn’t realise they had to clean it every so often.

Drove home and the sun was shining brightly, but we didn’t sit out because it wasn’t really that warm. Cool breeze was blowing from the east and that’s never a good direction.

We did have a half hour practise of Joy’s Waltz. Once we got past the tricky “Overturned Turn”, the remainder of the waltz is quite doable. At least it was tonight. Whether it will continue in that vein tomorrow is still to be seen.

Tomorrow we are hoping to go to dance class in the morning and the rest of the day is set fine, according to the weather fairies.

Off to the east – 27 March 2023

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Not the Far East, just following the Forth.

It was a lovely day. In fact it was just as the weather fairies had predicted, bright, clear and cold. Just 0.2ºc above zero when Scamp was making the breakfast.

We decided we wouldn’t waste any time, we just drove over to Aberdour in Fife. The last time we’d been there was in January last year and it had been bright, clear and cold then too. After a bit of indecision Scamp remembered the street we needed to go down that would take us to the Silver Sands that Aberdour is famous for. I remembered the big, almost empty car park that those in the know use. We parked there and walked down to the sandy beach.

Scamp had been intending to walk the shore path to Burntisland, but instead we found ourselves following our noses and discovered not one, but two lighthouses, what looked like a gun emplacement from WW1 or WW2 we weren’t sure. The other thing we found was a memorial to Wee Alfy. Not much more information, except a plaque with “In Loving Memory of Wee Alfy 1986-2004” and an engraved picture of a leaping fish. It was on a sturdy table that looked as if it had been used for a barbecue and was built on a concrete and steel frame.

We walked back to the path that would take us to Burntisland. It was a decent path we were on with a plenty of climbs and then slopes down the other side. Well used too by walkers, joggers and cyclists. Everyone out to make the best of this spring day that was warming up nicely. Well, the path would have taken us to Burntisland if we’d had the time, but after walking for about an hour we stopped for a seat and made the decision to go back, because our destination wasn’t getting any nearer. The path was just as interesting on the way back. We were getting hungry by then and waited in the queue to get a table for lunch at the cafe. Scamp had Tuna & Cheese sandwiches and I had a burger. A bacon and cheese burger. It was truly the worst burger I’ve ever had. The meat itself had been reheated a few times before it came to me. The bacon had been fried to within an inch of its life and the cheese. I hate to think to the torture that had been inflicted on that oily orange slab of bubbling something. Take heed, if you are ever in the Sands Cafe, do yourself a favour. Eat one of your shoes rather than risk the burger. Your stomach will thank you for it. The slice of tomato was the best bit and the chips were excellent. We walked back to the car and realised why it might be worth the £2 to park on the lower car park. That is one long, steep and twisty bit of road.

We drove home via Tesco for milk and bread. Then Scamp wanted to do some deadheading that progressed into pruning and then there were plans to be made for the new peony rose we bought. Later, when the gardening work had been completed we used some of the straw that came with a Golden Anniversary rose to stuff a bird feeder and hung it on the tree in the garden. It was Scamp’s idea after I saw a blackbird with a beak full of twigs and leaves, presumably for nest building. Let’s hope some of the birds can use some of that straw.

PoD turned out to be a landscape shot taken on our walk to Burntisland.

Tomorrow Scamp is intending to have coffee with Isobel and as it’s forecast for rain, I may stay home and do that painting I’ve been dreaming about.