Happy Birthday Scamp – 24 March 2026

Breakfast in bed for her, then after selecting one of her ball gown, we headed off to Glasgow for a wander and lunch.

We got the bus to Glasgow and it was a slow bus that chugged away through every township on the way and stopped at every bus stop, I think. But we mustn’t complain, it didn’t cost us anything with our Bus Pass. The SNP are good for one thing at least!

Coffee in a Nero with a Cinnamon Swirl. The pastry was good, but it was a weak version of coffee in my cup – never happy!

We walked down to see the progress that was being made at the site of the fire from a couple of weeks ago. It’s still an alien place, nothing like the building that had stood there for all those years. However, work is being done and something will take its place soon, I’m sure.

Scamp fancied going to one of the restaurants in the Merchant City. It was her day, so she got to choose. She picked Santa Lucia near The Italian Kitchen.

Her starter was Cozze Ai Pomodorini. Shetland mussels with garlic, chillies, and cherry tomatoes. Her main was Sea Bass with Veg and a Lemon Butter sauce.

My starter was Bruschetta Classica. Chargrilled sourdough topped with a vibrant mix of cherry tomatoes and fresh basil. My main was Caserecce Salsiccia e Nduja. Twisted pasta with Italian sausage and spicy Nduja sauce.

Both washed down with a bottle of wine.

Good food in a place we hadn’t visited before. I think we’ll be back.

I had no camera with me today, on purpose, but walking back to the city centre I saw a nice shiny black car covered in raindrops with the message ‘Mother of the Bride’. And a few ribbons tied to the mirrors. That was an easy PoD!

We got the X3 bus back home absolutely stowed and with people standing upstairs and down. I think that’s actually illegal, but we weren’t caring, because we had a seat! The usual noisy, cheeky weans got on at Muirhead and began to show off that they could swear. They should be made to walk home from school. I had to do it!

We walked back from the bus stop in the rain and Scamp was just in time to catch a phone call from Hazy. I let them talk because it wasn’t my day.

Tomorrow we’ve business to do in Hamilton.

Fannyside – 22 March 2026

I went out this morning to see if anyone had reasonably priced petrol.

Only one set of pumps had anything less than144.9p and it was a pump that I’d never used before with very few cars at it, so I stuck toe the tried and tested Tesco one at an extortionate 144.9p. How to these companies get away with selling the fuel they’ve had in their tanks for weeks at such a markup?

Anyway, I bit the bullet, filled the tank and drove over to Fannyside on the road to Slamannan and I drove at 50mph, just to make sure I got the best value for my money.

When I left home, the weather was cool with a gentle breeze, but by the time I got to Fannyside it was blowing a Hoolie and the temperature had dropped significantly. Still, I’d come to get some photos looking across the wild land and I knew I’d get some good landscapes. As it happened, it wasn’t the landscape that grabbed my attention, it was an old gnarled bush covered in bright yellow lichen. I got a few shots of the bush and also some decent landscapes and cloudscapes. Fannyside rarely lets you down. There is always something interesting to record and I’d forgotten all about the price of the petrol that took me there.

With some decent photos in the bag, I drove home to a lovely smell of stew in the kitchen. Dinner was going to be Stew with carrots, potatoes and cauliflower. Scamp had made it, not me. I can make stew, but not to the same level as Scamp’s. She had a stew made from barley and lentils and the same veg as I had.

We spoke to Jamie in the evening and gave him the full version of our trip to speak to Scamp’s consultant during the week. We also confirmed our dates for the next visit to Scotland and heard about their discussion with Andrew.

Watched a tedious Death in Paradise and then half an ancient Simon & Garfunkel concert that brightened the day and had us both singing along. We’re halfway through the concert and hopefully will see the rest tomorrow.

PoD was that yellow lichen.

No great plans for tomorrow, but we are hoping to get a bit of dancing practise.

Dancin’ & Traffic again – 21 March 2026

This morning we drove to Brookfield for the usual Saturday dance class.

The traffic was a bit busier than normal, but we made good time on the way and weren’t the last ones to arrive.

It was a morning for remembering old, almost forgotten routines. First the Catherine Waltz. A fairly easy and gentle waltz routine with no need for either of the teachers to make it more ‘interesting’ or more difficult.

Next it was a quickstep, not a named one, but a do-it-yourself one where you just dance, keeping mainly to time and fitting in the occasional additional routine in where you can.

Next was the Vogue Waltz which is bit more complicated than the Catherine Waltz, but still easily doable, as we demonstrated. That is what Tea Dances are good at. It’s the repetition that hammers the routines into your brain and makes sure you will remember them.

Next was the Charnwood Cha-Cha. Another easily remembered routine with a few tricky changes in it, but nothing to worry about.

To finish we danced two sequence dances: Midnight Jive and Square Tango.

It was quite a dull lesson, more a refresher than anything else. We knew a lot of the dances because we’re often at the Tea Dances and have the steps embedded in our memory. Scamp thinks the reason of the teachers hammering in old favourites is because the “class week out” to Calpé in a few weeks and the teachers want us to put on a good show. I think they are just lazy and can’t be bothered writing new dances!

The drive home was almost as bad as last week. Trying to squeeze three lanes of traffic into two lanes. Any primary school child will tell you Three into two won’t go! Or they would have if they were in my school. Barely three quarters of an hour to get to Brookfield, almost an hour and a half to get back home. Roll on May when the roadworks will (allegedly) be completed.

PoD today went to Prunus incisa ‘Mikinori. A large shrub with pink buds that turn to white flowers, later.

No plans for tomorrow as yet.

Chatelherault – 19 March 2026

Out early, well … early for me on a bright Thursday morning. I was going to meet my brother for a short photo walk. I’d been warned that I had to be back in Cumbersheugh by 3pm or I’d turn into a pumpkin. I’ve been a pumpkin before and I didn’t want to repeat the experience.

I met Alex at his house and we drove over to Chatelherault and went for out usual coffee. It gives us a chance to catch up on what the other has been doing in the last week or two. The rainy weather we’d both been through recently meant that neither of us had been doing much photography, and for me at least, it was mostly indoors photography which sometimes gives me the chance to try something new, but can also be a drag. Today we agreed on a walk over the Duke’s Brig.

We’d hardly started when we both spotted a robin sitting on a fence post next to the path we were following. It was a cheeky wee bird that kept hopping along the fence as we followed it. I got a few decent shots of it and one in particular with the robin against a sparkly bokeh background became the PoD. I’ll admit that it was close run thing with a grab shot I got of two Corgies getting their photos taken, but the robin won.

We walked over the bridge and on to the Cadzow Oaks. Some eejits had started a fire at the base of the 500+ years old trees, but someone with sense had put out the fire before it could take hold. I sometimes wonder at the mentality of these people.

I was being careful and made sure I had enough time to drop Alex off at his house and leave myself enough time to get back home by 3pm, but not before we had another coffee (for me) and a juice (for Alex). We agreed that we’d try to get out again next week.

Drove back to Cumbersheugh and picked up Scamp and we drove over to Coatbridge for a meeting with her specialist who took us through Scamp’s recent meeting with the Dundee team and checked her for changes to her Essential Tremor. There had been some changes, but only slight.

Tomorrow, Scamp is hoping to go to FitSteps as usual on a Friday. Me? I may tidy up my room, but only maybe!

A belated blog post – 17 March 2026

A wet day and a late night.

Scamp had Calendula to drop off at Isobel’s in the morning, so we drove down to the village, and handed them over. Stopped off at M&S on the way home looking for some fruit, but as usual there were none to be seen. Why is it that the smaller Tesco and M&S outlets hardly ever carry a full stock of the fruit and veg, while the larger shops have a glut of them and are selling them off as yellow ticket, almost out of date, items? Surely it’s not beyond the wit of the providers to provide! We drove home without the fruit and veg we’d stopped for.

In the afternoon, and after lunch I went for a walk in St Mo’s while Scamp stayed at home. A bunch of mushrooms at the side of the path through the trees caught my eye and in a short dry spell, I managed to get a few shots them for a PoD. Back home I did a bit of research and the outcome was that they were likely to be related to the Ink Cap family. So said Google and who was I to argue.

We were off in the evening for dinner with Crawford and Nancy in Larky. The rain had returned as a constant drizzle that is more annoying than full force rain. The wipers never really settle down to be intermittent of on full in that kind of weather, but we arrived in Larky at about our predicted time

A lovely dinner and a good blether with discussions of holidays, cruises and aches and pains. We’re off that age now when these things are important! We left just before midnight and were cruising along nicely when we saw that our exit from the motorway was closed, presumably for roadworks. Not to worry, we’d the sat nav on and we’d just pick it up at the next exit, except, it too was closed. After a lot of missed exits and more road closures, Scamp finally found a route through the east end of Glasgow and we emerged onto the M73 and back home just before 1am. Cup of tea and off to bed. Glad that drive was over.

Tomorrow, we’ll have a long lie in.

 

Rain, Rain, go away – 16 March 2026

Another wet day

In the morning we went shopping. Nothing exciting, just a wander round Tesco. They seem to be digging up different areas of the Tesco car park every day we to there now. It appears to be connected to drainage that’s got them excited this time. Actually, it’s just a big pain in the backside working out where we can drive and where we can’t. Maybe one day soon it will all make sense … maybe!

With the shopping done and a quick lunch, we settled we settled down to read or to complete today’s puzzles in Wordle. I kept looking out the window to see if the rain had stopped, or at least reduced, but it was just the usual wet day Monday outside.

Finally I gave up and rearranged the shelf in the downstairs toilet to give me something to photograph. The ‘something’ in question was an unused egg box that has six chitting potatoes in it. In case you don’t know, Chitting is a method of preparing potatoes or other tubers for planting. Usually it’s done in a cool place with good light to encourage the tubers to sprout before planting. This gives them a head start for an earlier and higher yield when harvest time comes around. After a bit of work, I was satisfied with the photo and it got PoD.

Kirsty’s class was the same as last week, a Waltz. I don’t think Kirsty was impressed when nobody seemed to remember a single word she had said last week and the first half of the class was a lecture about what we were all doing wrong. We are a strange group who pay £10 every week for someone to shout at us for an hour.

The torture eventually came to an end and we were free to go. A shared bowl of Giovanni Rana Mushroom and Mascarpone Tortelloni washed down with a glass of red while we watched Mastermind and University Challenge was our prize for getting the first part of the waltz almost correct.

Tomorrow I expect we’ll have more rain 🙁.

It was a dancing day today – 14 March 2026

Drove over to Brookfield for the first dance class in ages.

Traffic was quite heavy this morning when we went to Brookfield. First worrying sign was that everyone still had their outdoor jackets on. While I was signing in, Stewart broke the news that the heating was off. Something had gone wrong with the Hive heating system and this in a big hall is not a good thing.

Stewart suggested we start with a House of Bamboo to get us moving. Not my favourite line dance, but at least it warmed us up. Next was a much more complicated ‘Hobie Quickstep’. I remembered the name, but couldn’t remember the actual steps. Scamp remembered part of it, but it was just a blur to me. Also, it went on for ages and I was getting really fed up with it. A new Waltz was next. It might be named Britannia or it might not. It was really just a bit of fluff to keep us on the dance floor and moving. The final dance was Rona’s Rumba, named for an enthusiastic dancer in the class, who passed away a few years ago now. This was one of Jane’s creations because she and Rona were great friends. We finished with two old favourites, Midnight Jive and the mental Fireball. I excused myself to go to the toilet instead of chancing the Midnight Jive because although it gets your heart pumping, it’s a bit of a nothing dance. Fireball is just a fun dance, in fact I wouldn’t even call it a dance. It’s just an attempt to be the person or persons who can shout “Oi !!” and “FIREBALL” the loudest.

With that we were done and returned the hall to the poor bowlers who must have been freezing sitting in an unheated room discussing this year’s competitions. Rather them than me.

The drive home was a nightmare with two lanes being squeezed into two and a crawl for about ten miles before everything started to thin out with no rhyme nor reason for the problem. Sometimes it’s like that and some day I’d like to view the motorway from a helicopter to try to understand the flow of traffic ( or the lack of flow ).

Back home I went for a walk to stretch my legs and got today’s PoD which was a Sycamore seedling pushing its green head out of the leaf litter in St Mo’s. I thought it deserved a photo. Walked home in the rain. By the time I got home the rain was going off! Sometimes life is like that.

For ages, since I got this new iMac I’ve had the feeling that the colour balance wasn’t right. Today I found out why.  I fixed two switches in the “Displays” part of “System Settings” Here they are for when I next need to use them:

Brightness set as suits the display.
Automatically adjust brightness – OFF
True Tone – ON
Colour Profile – Adobe RGB (1998)

Remember that ya Numpty!

No plans for tomorrow, but I might see if Alex is free next week.

 

Visiting Isobel – 12 March 2026

It was a very windy and very wet day.

Scamp had intended meeting Isobel at Costa as usual, but a call from Isobel saying that she didn’t want to go out today because of the wind meant we’d go for tea and biscuits in Isobel’s house. It didn’t look as if I was going to get many photos today, so a blether with Isobel would be fine. Scamp had lots of photos to show her of the visit she and Shona had to Edinburgh. I hardly got a word in edgeways as Scamp and Isobel hogged the conversation. Nevermind, the coffee and biscuits made it worthwhile.

Drove home and picked up some apples and a cake for Scamp and a bag of scones for us both to share. By the time we got home, the weather had calmed down a fair bit, but squally rain showers made the chance of photo unlikely. However, after lunch the sky started clearing and I thought I’d risk a half hour walk round the pond to see if there was anything interesting to photograph.

Once round the pond and just as I was thinking that the cloud scapes were looking interesting, the first spots of rain fell. I got a few shots of the clouds before the heavens opened up and I got soaked. I did think of sheltering under the big pine trees, but by the time I reached them the rain had done its worst and I decided to walk home.

I dumped the photos in the computer after I’d changed my clothes and made a foolish mistake when I was uploading the photos. Thankfully I must have pressed the “Fixit” button and it seems as if it’s all but repaired. I’ll know for sure tomorrow.

Scamp made a really interesting Sweet ’n’ Sour dinner tonight. We must check the recipe and try it again some time soon.

The cloudscape made PoD and it looks as if it got through its problem.

I think Scamp is going to FitSteps tomorrow. Other than that, we have nothing planned.

A windy day – 11 March 2026

Scamp was out in the morning.

Scamp and Shona were catching a train to Edinburgh, although Shona didn’t know that because this was a surprise visit. I wasn’t going although Scamp had offered me a seat on the train. I decided they would be better without me, and anyway I had some computer stuff to work on.

As it happened, I dropped the pair at the station then headed over to the butcher’s in Muirhead. I was looking for some decent stewing steak, an equal quantity of mince, some fish and a couple of beef olives. I could have shopped closer to home, but I trust the Muirhead butchers because they had never let me down.

Back home I assembled my cables and drives to decant February’s photos but couldn’t find the connector to fit the iMac. Eventually I gave up and sat down to work through Wordle and was surprised when I finished it in three guesses.

The next thing on my list was to order some coffee from Henry’s coffee company. Another small company I’ve used for a couple of years. Recently they have been waiving the delivery cost if you spend more than £30 and delivering to our door. Unfortunately I noticed they now use Royal Mail for their parcel deliveries and that is not good. Royal Mail are one of the worst companies I’ve ever used. They lose orders, deliver the wrong order and generally just make a hash of everything. I may have to resort back to a collection system. At least I’ll know it’s my coffee that I’m drinking.

I did think I might go out for a walk with a camera in the afternoon, but one look out the window made the decision for me. Horizontal rain is not my idea of fun, nor is sleet, nor hail and all three flew past my window as I watched the day go down the drain. I eventually did manage a dry half hour round St Mo’s and the PoD I got was a photo of a Salmonberry which are apparently related to Brambles.

No real plans for tomorrow, but it seems to be wet and windy.

Out in the morning … Early! – 9 March 2026

First stop was at Andrew’s shop at 10am, where he took us through the changes that have been happening in the world and explained the reasons for not listening too closely to the Doom & Gloom merchants, but equally not to believe those who say it will all be over in a few weeks. It’s the middle ground we need to listen to, not the hot heads. We left the shop feeling that we’d learned something today, even if he wasn’t wearing his wildly coloured socks!

Next stop for Scamp was a bit of shopping. New bed sheets to start with and coloured sheets to boot! What is the world coming to? Just to wrap things up, she added new pillows to her list of ‘Must Haves’. There simply was no stopping her today.

I did think she might want to go for a drive somewhere but she settled for Torwood Garden Centre for an early lunch. It wasn’t even midday, so it was a scone and a coffee each, then a walk round some of the flowers. In addition, we took a serious look at a new plastic greenhouse for the garden, but we couldn’t quite agree on which one to choose. Big decisions like that need time to make ther correct choice.

Back home I went for a walk in the rain with my squeaky old lens and got some more photos of the mating frogs and the Ribes sanguineum, the Flowering Currants. The flowers won.

Kirsty’s class has finally worked out how to deal with the Quickstep and today’s task was to dance a new waltz instead. It’s called the Blackwood Waltz and has a few tricky bits, but basically it seems to be a lot of units we’ve already mastered, but in a different order! Scamp thinks we’ve conquered it. I’m not so sure.

On the way home tonight, Scamp suggested a fish supper for a late dinner. Brilliant idea. It went down a treat!

No real plans for tomorrow, but we may take a wander past the partly demolished building in the centre of Glasgow that was almost completely destroyed yesterday by a fire in a vape shop. I’m thinking I’ll take my squeaky lens to a camera repairer in the town to let them have a look at it.