Off to Hairmyres – 12 January 2025

I’d an appointment with a consultant at Hairmyres hospital.

It was supposed to be at 3pm, but I got a phone call just after 9am to ask if I could come in a little earlier, like 11:15? I readily agreed because I was likely to get drops in my eyes as part of the test and they might blur my vision for an hour or more. Scamp had agreed to drive me home, but I knew she didn’t like driving at night. If I’d been called at 3pm, it was likely that it would be 5pm and dark by the time we were heading home. As it was, we were done and finished by about 12:30 and it was light outside.

I was taken quite quickly and went through the usual tests of scans of both eyes, vision tests with a fixed panel showing letters in decreasing sizes and my real ‘favourite’, the terrible machine with the constantly changing little white spots. The Visual Field Test. A terrifying machine that everyone except children, detest.

We had to wait through a televised football game while some old guy (older than me, that is!) droned on and on arguing with his wife, while we waited to go in to speak to the consultant.

Scamp reckons he wasn’t happy at having the Sunday morning shift, but I just thought he was always Mr Grumpy. He grunted his instructions and didn’t really want to speak to us, but did agree that my right eye was swollen before giving me two bottles one to be dripped twice a day into my eye and one to be dripped once a day. He told me he wanted to see me again after one or two weeks. That was the entire conversation, then we were ushered out and someone else took our place. I dripped both bottles when we got back to the car, just to make Mr Grumpy happy. Then Scamp drove us home with me doing navigator duty. It was good being driven for a change.

Back home and after lunch I went for a quick walk round St Mo’s and found a large plastic Santa sitting beside a waste bin. He made a good PoD.

Dinner was a pizza from M&S and it was so much better than the dodgy one we’d had during the week.

Spoke to Jamie later and heard that Simonne’s plane had been delayed going to Florida by two hours. I told him the story of my eye. I had already written to Hazy, telling her about it, so everyone now knew my tale of woe.

Finally managed to get some apps into the iPhone 15. It will be a long process, I think, but there’s light at the end of the tunnel now.

No plans for tomorrow … for now!

More frost and more ice. – 10 January 2025

Out in the morning, then a lazy day.

I went out in the morning to book a face to face meeting with a doc at the health centre. It’s nothing serious, I’m just booking a PSA test. I had a biannual test in the years before Covid put an end to those things and I kept forgetting to get back in the loop. Alex nudged me about it yesterday, so now I have to see a doc next week to get my annual or biannual check-up authorised.

It was very sparkly and frosty when I was out and I was really glad to get back to the warmth of the house. We’d considered going out somewhere for lunch, but eventually talked ourselves out of it. Lunch was more of Scamp’s soup. It tasted better today. Better blended now the veg had softened and mixed together.

Inevitably my thoughts turned to what Hazy and I had been discussing yesterday, a new phone. I did have a look at an iPhone 16, but decided that ‘Apple Intelligence’ wasn’t for me. It all sounded a bit pie in the sky and none of the reviewers I read seemed to have a clear idea where the benefits were. There is advice that says “Never buy version 1 of anything. Wait until version 2 comes out. By then most of the bugs will be ironed out.” That Is how I think Apple Intelligence will pan out.

I did take a camera out for a walk today and took a few of my Dangerous Dan photos. It’s the dangerous practise of placing an expensive camera on the ice of a frozen pond, pressing the shutter button and quickly lifting said camera once the shutter goes click. So far I haven’t sunk any cameras, expensive or otherwise, but there’s still time! That didn’t get PoD. A swan looking as if it was skating across the frozen pond got that.

After I’d photographed the swan and the ice crystals on the pond I walked round the back of St Mo’s school and down to the shops. I was hoping to see some deer, but none were coming out to see me today. Got some veg in M&S to make a stir fry for dinner. It was pronounced good enough to eat by Scamp.

We watched a rather half hearted Grantchester episode and I came away not really knowing what had happened in it. Maybe just the manoeuvrings of the first episode of a new series, putting things in their place and maybe changing some things. Or else it might just have been a crap episode!

No plans for tomorrow. Dance teachers are back in the UK, I think, but not feeling well. There’s a lot of that about, I believe.

 

 

A bit lighter – 7 January 2025

 

We actually went out for lunch today.

Not far, just down to Calders in the village and it was stowed! Every table seemed to be full of ladies of a certain age, to quote Greg Wallace. I felt quite out of place until I spotted a lone man on the edge of the restaurant. I didn’t feel so bad then. After that, more men joined the ranks and I treated easier. Lunch was quite good, just a panini for me and a toastie for Scamp. I had been well warned not to order coffee or I’d get something like a babychino. I ordered tea.

Drove home via the much larger Tesco in what is laughingly called the Town Centre. Looking for porridge oats and found none of the type I wanted, but we did get lots of other things. Scamp wanted a bottle of Kraken rum and I was joking that she’d be too small to reach it, when a bloke came along and offered to help us. He was fairly tall, over six feet he said, but I thanked him and I managed to capture the bottle. Friendly guy. Must be a visitor to Cumbersheugh.

Drove home and as the light was really good, I walked over to St Mo’s and got today’s PoD which looks very similar to many of my St Mo’s photos. Very few birds on the ice today. St Mo’s pond has remained frozen for almost a week now and I think the waterfowl are fed up with it. It was fun for them to take turns doing slides as they came in to land, but the joke isn’t funny any more. I think they have now gone on strike and left the pond to find somewhere warmer to overwinter. But the blue skies and the sheets of ice do make good photos!

We’re finally working our way through the University Challenge Christmas quiz. We’ve not got to the final with the two successful sets of finalists fairly closely matched.

Alex sent me a link to a half hour film about <Don’t Look Hazy!> Culross. I didn’t like the style of the bloke who was presenting it, but the filming and the history stuff was interesting. We must go back there in the spring. Get a few shots from the top of the hill. Strangely, I’ve never climbed up the steep path between the houses.

Feeling lighter today. Much less worried about the iMac. I know it’s not quite right yet, but I’ve been given a way out.

We may go in to Glasgow tomorrow.

 

Out for a drive – 6 January 2025

Just messages and some printer paper, not much else.

While I was buying the printer paper in Curry’s, Scamp was looking at fridges upstairs in the shop, but she wasn’t impressed with the selection. I still sense a purchase may be imminent. I’m surprised a freezer isn’t also on the purchase list. I’m actually surprised that we need a fridge and/or a freezer. I believe if we built a box in the back garden and filled it with what’s in the fridge we could keep them at sub zero temperatures in Scotland for the foreseeable future.

From Coatbridge, we went to Morrisons at The Fort and that was just for messages and a couple of bottles of beer and a couple of bottles of wine. The roads were cleared of snow and ice, but the pavements were covered in frozen snow and ice.

After lunch I managed to get out to take some photos, but the light was getting low and although I got a few sunset photos, they weren’t the best quality. I really need to get out and take time to take photos. I feel I’ve just been snapping shots to cover the 365 and that’s not what it was intended to do. Soooo, I’m intending to continue with blog posts, but I might be more selective with the photos. If I don’t think a particular day’s photos aren’t worth posting, I’ll replace it with one taken from earlier in the year, or even from last year.  After all, it’s my 365, so my rules!

Hoping for some warmer, or less cold weather tomorrow.

A Coot goes for a walk – 5 January 2025

Like most of  the days recently, Very little happened today.

We did get some snow, but although it lay for a while there wasn’t a great deal of it. Not even enough to make a tiny wee snowman.

Scamp had finished a complicated jigsaw with the strangest looking pieces made of thin plywood. They looked and smelled like they had been laser cut, but I think their laser must have been blunt because the gaps between the pieces were much wider than from an ordinary jigsaw.

I went for a walk in St Mo’s with the A6500 toting a 70-180mm lens. I got a few good few shots with the combination and most of them were of birds wandering about  on the frozen ice of St Mo’s pond.  PoD went to a Coot walking across the snow covered ice, looking like it was just about to fall into a hole in the ice.

Spoke to Jamie in the evening an heard about Simonne’s upcoming visit to warmer climes and the weather.

Tomorrow I’ve more ideas for fixing this poor maligned iMac.

I told you there wasn’t much happening!

Winter is coming – 2 January 2025

Well, that’s more or less what the weather fairies said.

It was frosty this morning when I was making the breakfast. The weather machine in the living room read -3.3ºc and it looked like that at the backdoor. Frosted grass and the blue tits taking turns to feed from the fat brick hanging from the rowan tree.

We decided it was time to lag the overflow pipe from the boiler. Scamp came up with the idea of using an old piece of expanded PVA foam to do the job and once I’d cut it to size and wrapped it round the pipe with cable ties holding it in place, it looked the part. I don’t expect it will get so far below zero, but it’s better to be ready, just in case.

My brain must have been working on the problem of getting last year’s catalog and photos out of the iMac and into my old external hard drive, because I came up with an inelegant solution that will do the job until I can figure out a better way or I am forced into buying a new computer. No point in explaining it here, but I’ve left myself a note explaining the procedure in case I have to do it all again next year DV. What amazed me was how much the hard drive slowed down the procedure. Old tech.

I went for a walk in the early afternoon, partly to get some photos and partly to clear my head of computer nonsense. I walked down past St Mo’s pond and got today’s PoD which was a bunch of grass leaves poking out of a frozen pond. As I said on Flickr *”Crouched down on the edge of a frozen pond in sub zero temperature, photographing grass. Is it any wonder Photogs get a bad name!”

From there I walked down behind St Mo’s school and on to the shops where I got some fruit for Scamp and a lovely soft Mothers Pride loaf which, with a couple of bananas fed us for lunch.

I think we’re all going soft. I have lost count of the number of weather warnings I’ve had on my phone for SNOW. It doesn’t seem that long ago, snow was expected every January and February. Now the news broadcasts make it sound as if it’s something unusual and something to be frightened of. It all seems a bit sensational. We live in Scotland we expect snow.

No definite plans for tomorrow, but I might have a look at getting a hot air blower to heat up my cold room, allso we will soon need a box of photo paper to make calendars. All that, if we don’t get trapped in a snow drift! 😉

The first day of a new year – 1 January 2025

It’s always a pain in the backside for a variety of reasons.

You have to parcel up the previous years photos and catalogs and save them off somewhere safe before you build a new catalog and populate it with new photos. This year it was made even more difficult by Apple changing the rules again for third party apps. Which meant I wasn’t able to use my NTFS based storage drive to save the last month’s catalog and photos. I’ve got another way of doing it, but it takes up computer time and my patience. It’s half done, but that will have to be good enough for now.

The actual day was a wild mixture of torrential rain driven by strong winds in the morning, sleet in the afternoon and now everything is calm for a while now, but the temperature is below zero and that means ice to contend with tomorrow. However, I did get some photos over at St Mo’s and PoD was what are sometimes called Cleavers (Sticky Willies in Scotland) and are really irritating little balls covered in tiny hooks that attach to your clothes, especially woollen clothes.

Dinner tonight was vegetarian “Mince and Tatties” for Scamp and Steak and Kidney stew for me followed by Sponge with a Salted Caramel Sauce and Brandy Cream. I’m beginning to regret it now and may have to break out the Gaviscon before I go to bed.

I’m hoping for a walk on a clear day tomorrow, with no ice nor snow nor rain, but the chances of getting away with it are very unlikely.

Goodbye 2024 – 31 December 2024

A bit wet and windy for the last day in 2024.

The morning was devoted to cleaning up the dining room table and it did look better for a while before I messed it up again, but I did get two of my three targets on my To Do list ticks off and another one partially ticked off. It’s an on going list of shortcuts to use in Lightroom.

It wasn’t a day for going out anywhere, even if it was the last day of 2024, but of course I managed an hour out in the park, because that’s what I do. Managed to get two half decent photos, one of which with a bit of jiggery pokery became PoD. It’s a view down that path I’m addicted to. This time it’s sepia toned with a couple of spots of colour to catch the eye.

I bumped into an old friend from school in the park and we walked around St Mo’s discussing the world and our various aches and pains. It’s been ages since I’ve seen her and I thought she was looking a lot older – she probably thought the same of me. We said our goodbyes as the light was failing, she headed back to the park to walk her dog and I plodded off home. Hope you get better soon Susan.

Dinner tonight was a pizza from M&S that was getting near its use by date, but a tin of anchovies on it cheered it up nicely.

I think that is as much as I’m going to do tonight. I might read another chapter of the book Hazy gave me. Really enjoying it H. You always pick such good books. Strange, but interesting too.

We might treat ourselves to a glass of something to see in the bells. I pity the poor folk in Edinburgh who have had their fireworks display cancelled at the last minute because of the high winds and torrential rain that’s predicted for tonight. Or the Australian couple we met on that ill fated train on Friday who were going to Edinburgh hoping to travel to Inverness for “The Bells”. Hope you managed to get there in all the snow, rain, thunder and gusty winds.

That’s about it for now. Hope all our lot and anyone else who reads my ramblings are well and have a Happy and Healthy New Year.

 

Blustery day – 29 December 2024

A windy day with quite fierce gusts.

Scamp was feeling better today. I don’t know what it was that caused all the bother, but it did seem to take the feet from her. Hopefully she’s on the mend now.

We walked down to M&S in the afternoon. Scamp got some Kimchi and a tub of Kefir yoghurt, both of which seem to be good for gut health. On the way back I carried the bag halfway home and Scamp took it the rest while I went for a walk in the gusty wind over St Mo’s and got a photo of a little mushroom. That made PoD.

We watched a complicated and almost totally unbelievable first of two episodes of The Split, a series we’d watched for the last two years. This one however felt just a little bit fake. We may watch episode 2 tomorrow.

Spoke to Jamie in the evening and did our best to explain the chaos that was Friday. Hopefully we never have another day like that again. He agrees that we need to write a letter of complaint to LNER.

Another recovery day today, but snow forecast for Wednesday.

The gas man cometh – 18 December 2024

Today we were waiting in for the boiler engineer to come and sign off our water boiler for another year.

Thankfully he didn’t arrive dead on 9am but knocked on the door an hour later when we were properly awake. He didn’t take long to clean out the boiler and certify it until next year, all being well.

That left Scamp me just enough time to run Scamp up to the town centre under a clearing sky to meet Isobel. While they were having coffee and a blether, I started putting everything back into the boiler cupboard. We’d decided that there were too many jackets hanging behind the cupboard door and we had to dispose of some and put others in long term storage, which is almost the same as disposing of them. I’d visited Tesco on my way home and brought home some essentials like milk and bread.

Scamp arrived not long after I’d finished and we had some lunch. I was about to dig out my boots and go for a walk but Hazy phoned and I wanted to speak to her, so delayed my walk. Scamp spent a while talking to her about her travels to Manchester and faulty buses. I asked her about the difficulties of moving Android data to iPhones. We were both glad that Neil is finally getting recognition for the work he does outside school hours.

There was just enough light left to take some photos over at St Mo’s pond and I’d brought some cabbage leaves to feed the waterfowl. Well, attempting to feed them. apparently they hadn’t had the memo about green leaf veg being good for them. They sailed past along to a bloke who was feeding them bread.You’ll regret this later waterfowl! A low level shot of the mixture of birds on the pond today made PoD.

It took me about an hour, probably more to copy the data from an almost full micro SD and paste it into a shiny new and much larger one Mr Bezos was kind enough to send us by Royal Mail, free of charge. Hopefully that’s the last of the computer work I’ll have to do for a while.

We watched the finale of the Portrait Artist of the Year and watched Brogan Bertie paint his version of Lorraine Kelly. It wasn’t the worst painting I’ve seen on this program, but it wasn’t great either. So different, it was from his work in the heats, I began to wonder if there was a ghost painter somewhere. Just thinking out loud. I must ask Fred for his opinion.

Tomorrow Scamp is OUT AGAIN. This time she’s intending meeting her pal Mags for lunch. I might go looking for a new shaver.