Today, as planned, we travelled to Loch Leven in Kinross. Although we were stuck behind a horsebox which seemed incapable of anything over 40mph – downhill – with a tailwind, we had a pleasant run up through the Perthshire countryside and the weather was beautiful. Parked at one of the RSPB sites at the side of the loch and walked anticlockwise around the loch. Pleasant enough walk with cornfields on our right, but not much of the loch visible as the path is mostly
through trees. Saw quite a few gliders being towed up to considerable heights by their tow planes then releasing and slope soaring on the side of the hills. Walked back and drove to Loch Leven’s Larder for lunch which for me was a burger – a real one, not like Wednesday’s. Scamp had egg mayo sandwich, but complained there wasn’t much on the menu for a veggie. If you ever go there, don’t have the potato wedges. Heavy overcooked old potatoes. If you ignore this advice, you’ll suffer for it later. I think we both had far too much to eat. It’s easily done when the food is so good – 
except for the potato wedges. We’ve both decided to go back and try to get the boat to the island where Leven Castle stands. Just left the cafe place and before we met the terrible traffic calming in Scotlandswell, the rain came on. It was a shower which didn’t last long, but then there was another, and another shower. I think we had the best of the day.
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Summer comes to Scotland – 3 June 2015
It’s been a sunny day (with some showers of course – it is still Scotland!). Went to Stirling and felt overdressed in the warm afternoon sun. By the time we came home there was no time to take any photos as I was on cooking duty – voluntarily I must add. Pizza for dinner ( the unhealthy option, but very tasty). Dancing tonight. One hour of the utter hell that chooses to call itself Kizomba. Actually it’s just two self-centred girls showing off to each other and us and along the way teaching us the odd step of what could be and interesting and very sensual dance. The dance itself is good. We’ve tried it a year or two ago with a real teacher. His grasp of English may not have been great, but boy could he put his point across. These two are just amateurs pretending they can teach. I really feel sorry for the ones in the class who have never had the opportunity to see it danced by a real, talented teacher. Thankfully, this was our last class. After a 25 minute lecture on how to move and ‘musicology‘, if felt like giving up the will to live. I almost walked out, it was so bad. Never will I attend any of the classes by these self-styled teachers again. Fin!
After the Kizomba Katastrophe I really needed Jamie G’s salsa class to lift my spirits, and it did! When I came out there was a mayfly sitting on the windscreen of the car. Of course, I didn’t have a camera, but I did have my iPhone. Unfortunately it took so long for the camera app to load and focus, the mayfly took off and left me with a blank windscreen. Then I saw the reflection on the roof of the car. The red roof acted like a Claude mirror and reduced the reflection to the kind of monochrome 
although mine was a red monochrome as seen here. Drove to the end of Park Road and saw the wonderful view of Glasgow Uni against a glowing sky and couldn’t pass up the opportunity. This time the iPhone worked perfectly, as all good Apple products should. The weather folk say the magic fairies are whispering that summer has gone again for a few days. Oh dear!