Bob the Builder – 8 March 2026

… just for one day!

We had a busy day ahead of us today. We were taking Shona to Monklands to have an ultrasound. After that we were taking her back to her new house to get her bed assembled then have new curtain poles and curtains fitted. Luckily the existing fittings for the curtain poles were still there, so that saved us a fair bit of work. The bed the council had provided was pretty poor and I can see me having to strengthen it in the near future. She’s hoping to get other bits and pieces of snagging finished soon and she’ll be able to move in permanently. As usual I’d only brought some of the tools with me, but by luck we had enough to get all the work done in a couple of hours. We left her smiling from the front door of her her new house.

We drove back home and I went for a walk in St Mo’s partly to get some photos and partly to straighten my back which was aching with stretching up to fit the curtain poles and the curtains, all five of them. Scamp and Shona did all the clever stuff and I did the climbing up the ladders. I knew where I was heading for to get today’s PoD. I’d seen the Flowering Currant bush yesterday and thought it would make a fine photo. However, when I checked the camera, the power was down to 6% which is nowhere near what I was hoping. I took what I could get and walked home. Back home I discovered that the battery I was using was swelling. Never a good sign, so it will need replacing very soon. I don’t think I’ll risk recharging it, just in case.

That was a hard day, hopefully tomorrow will be easier when we go to meet Andrew in Falkirk.

A day in the Toon – 7 March 2026

Today we caught a slow bus to Glasgow.

I was taking my dodgy 24-105mm lens to Wex to see if anyone in the shop could tell me what was going wrong with it. About three weeks ago it started making a screeching noise when I half pressed the shutter button. I’d hoped that someone in Wex would know what was going wrong with it. Actually, there were two lenses with exactly the same problem, but to simplify things, I just asked about my favourite, the 24-105. It’s hardly been off the camera since I bought it and was quite expensive, even second hand. However, although the guy in the shop said he could hear the noise, he admitted he didn’t have the depth of knowledge to say what was causing the noise, but he did suggest that I take it in to A. J. Johnstone next week, because it isn’t open on weekends. So, sadly I took it back in my trusty rucksack and Scamp and I walked down into Glasgow looking for somewhere to eat.

We ended up in Wagamama. Scamp had Prawn Raisukaree Curry and I had Pork Belly Ramen and we both had a couple of dips to share. First time in Wagamama for ages, and we both enjoyed the lunch.

Went for a walk down Buchanan Street after that a bit hesitant as there was a lot of noise coming from the steps outside the Concert Hall, lots of shouting and chanting. It’s amazing how your attitude changes to these things with what has been happening in the world in just over a week. PoD was a separate and much quieter group of mainly men wearing saffron robes. They seem to be becoming more regular in Glasgow streets this year, certainly quieter.

We got another slow bus home. Just a normal X3 that was obviously taking its time to avoid arriving too early.

Back home we watched the first F1 GP Qualifying of this year with a few thrills and spills. The first one being the most surprising. Looks like being an interesting race.

That was about it for today. Lovely sunny, but cool day. Hoping for another of the same tomorrow.

An explanation – 6 March 2026

I’ve been struggling to add in all the things we did on our spring break and we’ve spoken to both of you individually since we arrived home, so you have a fair idea of what we’ve been doing. With that in mind I thought I’d cut to the chase and take them as read. After all, it was a holiday and we didn’t really do all that much, except drink watered down beer, eat some cold food and go for walks along the coast. So my plan is to start fresh from today and get back to Blogging. Here goes.

Today Scamp was out at her usual time to go to FitSteps class. One of the last FitSteps classes she is likely to attend, because Kirsty is abandoning the classes as the numbers are dropping away and it must be heartbreaking to run a class for only three people. I don’t think Scamp is exactly pleased about it, but she appreciates the predicament Kirsty is in. There are other FitStep classes Scamp could go to, but she likes the Friday morning class, but it’s just not practical. Kirsty is still committed to the Monday evening dance class, so I can’t get out of it that easily 😉, it’s just the Friday morning class that’s disappearing at the end of the month.

After Scamp returned from FitSteps we walked over to Condorrat to post a card to somebody or some people who deserved one, but on the way we had intended dropping in at Broden’s bar for a Friday lunch, only to find that the door had its shutters down as did the pub that it’s connected to. We’d even decided on our lunch which was to be Mac ’n’ Cheese for Scamp and Fish ’n’ Chips for Scamp. Instead we walked home to get a sandwich each. Nice though they were, the just weren’t as good as hot food. The last time we were in Broden’s (probably known to you as The Masonic to you) we discovered that it was under new management. One of Scamp’s Witchy spies had heard that it was closing but we thought it was just a rumour. Hopefully it’s just closed for refurbishment. Fingers crossed.

Scamp was doing some rearranging of her plants in the last few days and I hoped I could avoid work by going for a walk in St Mo’s. I got a few photos of frogs in St Mo’s pond and one of them made PoD. I thought I’d avoided some gardening work, but Scamp dragged me kicking and screaming to the back garden to prune the big Buddleia bush that grows beside the back fence. I have to admit that it looked better for its Short Back and Sides.

We may take a broken lens in to WEX in Glasgow tomorrow to see if it is repairable. It sounds like its had some water ingress that’s causing rust. If it can’t be fixed, it’s going to be more pocket money leaving my pocket.

 

Flying to Fuerteventura – 21 February 2026

An early rise of around 5am, then waiting for the taxi to take us to the airport in a cold, wet Glasgow.

I’d packed my rucksack with all five different polythene bags, each holding different articles and cameras I’d need for the trip, but when we got to the security checkpoint I was told I didn’t need to open my bag, the new machinery could read what was in the bag. Brilliant, but I did have to go through the usual ‘frisking’ to make sure I wasn’t carrying anything dangerous on my person. Luckily, I wasn’t, so it was straight through to one of the extortionate cafe’s to have breakfast. We were really early, but better that than rushing at the last minute to get to the terminal in time.

Basically it was a pleasant, but long five hour flight down to Fuerteventura, then a wait for our cases to be offloaded and finally a taxi to the hotel. We’d paid extra to get a high floor with a sunny balcony, and that was exactly what we got plus a Nespresso coffee maker!

We spent most of the day wandering around the gardens and a quick jaunt onto the the sandy beach. A good start to the week.

Today was a Benylin day – 19 February 2026

I woke in the morning about 7am, but rejected it as a bad dream and went back to sleep.

Later in the morning, I got Scamp’s breakfast for her, then went back to bed for a second time. Scamp then suggested I take some Benylin and a couple of paracetamols and just like that, I slept for another two hours. I finally broke surface, had a long hot shower and felt human again.

From there on until now I’ve been living on a diet of Benylin and paracetamol most of the day. I’m due a final dose in about an hour. That’s not to say that I haven’t been doing anything else. I walked down to the shops to get some sweeties for Scamp to thank her for being my nurse maid and because it’s Thursday which my long term readers will understand.

On my way back home I noticed an old barbecue lying beside the path on the way to St Mo’s. I’d seen it lying in the bushes beside the path for months, if not years. It looked like somebody had taken the time to drag it out and left it beside the path. I had a look inside it to see if there was anything photographable there, but immediately rejected the idea. I don’t know what was in there, but it was black and looked like coal. I’m sure there is someone who would welcome one of these devices for their patio. One careful owner (the others kicked it to bits).

Dinner was fish risotto cooked in the oven. A nice, easy dinner you don’t have to do anything with.

Both Scamp and I still have a cough, but we’re feeling a lot better than we were.

My thanks go to George Rieveschl, the man who invented Benylin.

No plans or tomorrow.

Old Friends – 18 February 2026

Today we drove over to Condorrat to meet a couple of old friends.

I have exchanged Christmas Cards with Elizabeth for a long, long time, but this year I forgot, and I think she forgot too. It’s a growing old thing. Anyway, when this year’s card arrived she suggested in it that it would be good if Scamp and I could come and visit her and her daughter, Fiona. I was delighted, and offered them a few ‘clear’ days and Elizabeth chose today. As time went on, I wasn’t sure if I should cancel, because Scamp is just recovering from a heavy cold and I’m just starting one. However, we went, and had a great time. Remembering names from the past, both pupils and teachers. Not all were good and not all were bad, but we only made a point of remembering the former! We spent a good couple of hours there and agreed that we should do it again some time.

As we were leaving, Fiona presented us with two jars, one full of Apple Jelly and another full of Thick Orange Marmalade. I haven’t opened either of them yet, but I’m sure they will taste as lovely as they look. That is where the PoD came from today. It started off as a dull day, weatherise, but later, just as we were leaving, the sun shone for an hour or so. Another sign that Spring is on the way.

Other than that, there was little to say about today. But dinner was one of Scamp’s specialities, Chicken Milanese. Chicken battered flat with a rolling pin, dipped in egg yolk and fried in a frying pan. We had chips with ours and the whole thing just worked.

We watched Masterchef the Professionals tonight. It’s amazing how a couple of simple changes can make a considerable difference to a show. None of that ridiculous shouting that used to go on. Long may it continue, but it’s early days yet.

I had a phone consultation with the doc today and it appears that my Ferritin levels are a bit high, but nothing to worry about. I’ve to get another blood test in six months.

PoD is done and it’s getting near my new bedtime, so I’m going to take some Benylin and go to bed.

Maybe going dancing tomorrow. Depends on how we feel.

Lunch in the Ivy – 17 February 2026

Just a little spot of lunch on a cold day.

Scamp has had a terrible cold recent and had requested a visit to The Ivy in Buchanan Street. We’d heard lots about it from friends and this was a perfect day to check it out. It was agreed that ‘drink would be taken’ so we left the Blue car to snooze under a bright blue sky while we took the bus in to town.

It was a slow bus, but we weren’t going anywhere fast. A coffee in Nero on the way down Buchanan Street and a walk down almost as far as Princes Square, then a gentle sedate walk back to the restaurant. It’s quite impressive inside, at least I was impressed. Maybe it was because it was a midweek visit, but the place seemed to have a more ‘senior citizens’ than I’d expected.

Scamp’ s starter was Zucchini Fritti With lemon, chilli and mint yoghurt.

Her main course surprise, surprise was Fish and Chips. What else would it be?

My Starter was Twice-baked Cheese Soufflé, Gratinated Monterey Jack and mozzarella in a cream sauce with grated black truffle.

My Main course was The Ivy Classic Shepherd’s Pie. Slow-braised lamb and beef with Cheddar mash, rosemary and red wine sauce.

I nearly didn’t get a starter or a main after I revealed that I had a mussel allergy. There was quite an investigation to go through, down to admitting that the cooking oil had been used to cook mussels. However, by some quirk of fate, I survived.

Dessert for me was a flamed Flambéed Crème Brulée. Flamed tableside with silky vanilla custard and a golden caramelised sugar crust.

Dessert for Scamp was Rum Baba with Mango. Moist rum-soaked sponge, complemented by Chantilly cream, tropical mango and toasted coconut. She didn’t like it!

After all that, we had a wee rest, then decided we’d pay up and go for a walk down Bucky Street, then get the bus home.

The gods were with us today, because as we were crossing the road at JL, the bus doors opened and we got a lift back home on a lovely day.

I’d forgotten to take a camera with me, so today’s photo came from my iPhone. It’s a bloke playing a keyboard on Bucky Street. He deserved a quid for sitting playing to an unappreciative audience, except me!

I don’t think I’ll be needing much for breakfast tomorrow, but we’ll wait and see.

Phone call with the doc in the morning and a visit to an old friend in the afternoon.

Still working on the back room – 16 February 2026

More tidying was the main topic for today, the back room is better, but it needs a lot more work.

I was just waking up, properly when my phone rang. It was the Health Centre to tell me one of the docs wanted to phone me on Wednesday about my latest bloods results. That’s never going to be a good conversation. No details were given, just that the doc would phone me on Wednesday at 9am. I tried to explain to the lady on the line that I don’t do 9am, but she gave me the rubber ear. So Wednesday it will be. I hope it doesn’t take too long, because I have people to see, places to go on Wednesday.

After that joyous start I looked at some of the puzzles and managed a 4 for Wordle which is pretty good these days. ‘Strands’ was tedious and complicated then I solve the Mini Crossword with almost no trouble. That was about it for the morning.

In the afternoon, Scamp encouraged me to go out for a while. I did, but it was under duress, however the weather was not nearly as cold as I thought it would be and when the sun shone for a short while it was almost like Spring. In fact, that was exactly what if felt like. Some trees are beginning to show the buds on their branches and with a bit of luck there will be flowers on the trees too.

I think my favourite Sony 24 -105mm lens is a goner. It makes screeching noises as soon as I gently press the shutter button. T the 16-35mm lens is beginning to sound the same death knell. I think I may have had the camera bag open during one of those torrential rain showers and some rain has found its way into the internals. Looks like I need to break open my piggy bank.

We went to Kirsty’s class tonight, but I just couldn’t get my head round the spin turns and the fishtails. Scamp did her level best to show me how it worked and once, just once it worked. Must try harder.

Watched another of the pot throwing competition and marvelled at the way these people can manipulate clay and produce flowers from it. I once made a slab pot at college and thought I was great!

PoD was a low view along one of the channels in St Mo’s pond. Lovely reflections from the sky.

Tomorrow we may go to Glasgow for a Special lunch.

Happy Anniversary Hazel and Neil

Hope you had a great day.

 

Snow on Fannyside – 13 February 2026

First time this year I’ve seen even this tiny amount of snow.

The temperature outside as I’m writing about is -1.3ºc, or so our trustworthy Oregon Scientific thermometer tells us. I imagine it will drop even further overnight.

I’d things to do today and after I’d posted a card to Val and then dumped the old Dyson which has now been replaced with a new Shark. After that I took myself over to Fannyside to get some photos. A lot more snow over there, probably because of its elevation and the constant cold wind that cuts right through you no matter what you are wearing, but the sun was shining and the sky was blue. I just had to get out and get some photos.

PoD went to some tyre tracks in the snow, the warm sun was melting the snow by the time I got there. Luckily I found a road, sheltered by a stand of Scots Pines that had held onto their snow,

Other than that it was just a normal Friday.

Tomorrow we may be going dancing if the weather plays nice.

Walking in the rain – 11 February 2026

Scamp was entertaining Shona today and I was meeting Alex.

Scamp gave me a lift to the station and I had only a few minutes to wait before our train came which was handy because the rain was tipping down. In Glasgow the weather was just the same and I walked up Buchanan Street then parked myself in the bus station. For once I’d forgotten my headphones, but I didn’t have to wait too long for Alex to appear. I explained to him that I was on a timer. I had to be back in Cumbersheugh by 3.15pm at the latest to get my bloods taken.

As usual we walked down to the nearest Nero and had a coffee. I told Alex about yesterday’s disaster and he suggested some remedies I hadn’t thought of, but none of them were really practical and I think he knew that, he was just trying to help. I showed him the A7iii and explained what was wrong, but when he pressed the shutter button the lens worked. No screech from the internals, it just took the photo. Now, remember we were in a fairly noisy cafe and it could just have been that noise that was covering up the sound of the screech, but the more I tried to make it screech, the quieter it became. Neither of us could understand it. Maybe my brother is a magician, but don’t tell him I know that!

We wandered into Princes Square, partly to be out of the rain and partly to see what was new on their displays. There wasn’t much, so we decided to have an early lunch. Round to Paesano and I volunteered to pay. More discussions about cameras and the reason for the recent failure, but still without a sensible answer. Paesano was really quiet. Usually around midday it’s just a wall of noise with everybody shouting to be heard and making the noise even louder. Today it was half empty. Maybe it was a holiday week for the school kids. Holidays in teeming rain. Yes, that sounds like Scotland.

Outside we walked into the GoMA (Gallery of Modern Art). Only one or two new displays, nothing interesting again. It was nearly time up when we came out and we both walked up to the station. I had about fifteen minutes to spare before my train was due and Alex was going for another walk in the incessant rain. We said our goodbyes, he went for a walk and I got on the express train then phoned Scamp to tell her I was on my way home.

I dropped Scamp at the house and drove to the medical centre. After cruising round and round the lines of cars, I finally got parked, got my blood taken and went home.

Dinner tonight was tomato soup, home made, of course. Watched a bit of the Winter Olympics from somewhere in Italy where the UK went from being second to being seventh in a matter of minutes. I don’t think they like us much, these Olympians!

That was my stunning day. I got home and the camera had started making its scratchy noise again. I have a Sony 16-35mm f4 lens which I was going to sell just before Christmas, but it started the squeaky noises and I put it on the back burner. Today it’s been working brilliantly. Not a cheep out of it. I just can’t make head nor tail of these big lenses these days.

PoD was a cheeky we grab photo of a lady admiring some photos in the GoMA.

Tomorrow we’re intending going to John & Marion’s for lunch tomorrow. Haven’t been to Hamilton for ages.