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An EARLY start – 24 May 2016

Posted on May 24, 2016May 25, 2016 by Zogman

Drove in to Glasgow just for a walk and to get some stuff for the hols. Didn’t even go to the art shop!

Actually, that’s only half the story. I woke about 4.20am and couldn’t get back to sleep. I think it was all that sitting around on one train, then on another train, then on one more train. Hardly walked anything at all, so I just wasn’t tired, so I got up and dressed and went over to St Mo’s to grab some of that early morning light. It was a good decision. Got some nice captures of closeups with that lovely light. There was a bit of mist on the pond, but if I’d been just a little bit earlier, it would have been better – never happy. Used the macro lens for the closeups and as usual was impressed with the sharpness. See if you can spot the reflection. You might have to go to the Flickr feed to spot it.

In the town I was listening to the bloke playing the sax. When a photog started taking his picture he began to ham it up and I decided I’d have a piece of that too. I liked the close cropped shot. When we walked through the St Enoch’s centre there was a boxing promotion with a ring set up. Ricky Burns did a bit of shadow boxing and I managed about 6 shots of him. The mono was the best. I liked the gritty feel of it. I felt he looked like a boxer.

So that was a long day, but even now I don’t feel tired. It was a great start to the day and the rest wasn’t all that bad either.
Repairs day tomorrow. Doctor and Dentist – a glutton for punishment!

Slugs and Snails – 15 May 2016

Posted on May 15, 2016May 15, 2016 by Zogman

Yet another fine day, almost as good as yesterday. I’d said I would fix the fence between us and Scott to hopefully prevent his dog from bringing it down completely. Of course, he’s said he’s going to get a new fence, but while we’re waiting for this momentous construction to occur, a little DIY was needed. Got it sorted out in my head last night and today I put it into practise and, surprise, surprise it worked. I didn’t write it down with:

Problem
Specification
Investigation
Etc

I didn’t even do a drawing, I just cut up some wood, drilled it with approximately the correct drill and screwed the thing onto the existing fence. It seems to work because the dog hasn’t pulled it down yet. It won’t last forever, but I expect we’ll have our own fence / windbreak in place before the end of the summer DV.

After my Craft (without design) project, I cut the front grass and strimmed the back all as per Scamp’s instructions. Then after dropping my lunch off the table (don’t ask – the plate was too hot to handle) we sat down to watch the ‘Live’ Spanish GP. It was a very dull race after the gruesome twosome of Hamilton and Rosberg took each other out of the race. You can tell how dull a race has been by the number of times the commentators tell you what an exciting race it has been. “Er, we were watching it too mate. It was boring.” Well, as boring as it can be to watch twenty million pound cars travelling around a track at 200mph. Relatively boring then, yes, relatively boring. The ultimate disappointment was watching that gormless Max Verstappen winning. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone so devoid of gorm in my life. If you’re reading this Max, you drove a very exciting race!

After the low point of the day, I went out to take some foties of snails of all things. I did startle a fox, but there was no way I was quick enough to get a photo of it. Snails are much more accommodating and these were not just ordinary snails, but the famous St Mo’s Tree Climbing Snails. One photo above shows just how high these snails will climb. I reckon the highest one was over 20 feet above ground, that’s around 6.5m in new money. I don’t know why they climb trees and neither does anyone I’ve spoken to. The Internet has lots of possible reasons, but none that make sense.
“They climb to get away from the high temperatures at the forest floor.”
It’s Scotland. We don’t get high temperatures … anywhere!
Whatever. It happens every year and if anyone has an opinion (even you Max, exciting race, by the way) reply using the box at the bottom and I’ll lambast you for it.

Other than that, it’s blood test day tomorrow – fasting test. I hate it. It’s not as if I really go mad at night and stuff my face with a pizza and a cream bun. It’s just the thought that once the big hand’s at twelve and the little hand’s at ten, I can’t have anything else to eat for twelve whole hours (at least eight of which I’ll be asleep).

Looking forward to food tomorrow. No, don’t think about it. It’s making me hungry already …… !

Pimms Time – 10 May 2016

Posted on May 10, 2016 by Zogman

Scamp had an appointment with the osteopath this morning, so I took the opportunity to grab some shots of the foliage and flowers in the back garden. As the sun was good and warm, I scouted round to find a sheltered spot for a seat in the sun because you have to make the most of these sunny days. The back garden wasn’t an option as there was a strong wind blowing along all the gardens in the block, so I parked myself at the front door and got stuck into my latest book – The Bone Clocks.

When Scamp came back she announced that we should go to Dobbies to use up her birthday cream tea voucher. There was a sting in the tail of course. She wanted ‘somebody’ to haul a bag of potting compost into the boot of her car. I didn’t mind, and the cream teas were lovely.

When we got back, I planted out some Tesco mint that was getting a bit pale and leggy on the kitchen windowsill and also sowed some basil seeds I’d got at Dobbies.

Basically that’s all the work I did today, apart from driving a staple into my thumb as I was fixing the lining to Scamp’s sweet pea box. Later in the afternoon, Scamp declared that it was Pimms O’ Clock. Me? I had mint tea – a mix of peppermint and spearmint, fresh from the garden.

I got an email from Alex tonight reminding me that it was 16 years yesterday since Susan died and so today was my dad’s anniversary. Where did all those years go?

Noilly Prat – 7 May 2016

Posted on May 7, 2016 by Zogman

Noilly Prat is a brand of vermouth from France. “White” Noilly Prat is the archetype of dry, straw-coloured French vermouth. It’s also the words I woke up to today. I don’t know why. Maybe it was precognition or just a word that I saw somewhere and got trapped in my cerebral cortex. It happens a lot to me.

Woke later than normal and felt as if I hadn’t rested at all. Only myself to blame. That’s what happens when you get home at 2am after a long day, coupled with a late night the day before. Dragged myself out of bed, then a shower and a cup of strong coffee helped put the world back on its axis.

Today we were driving down to Kilmarnock to visit Dorothy B. We spent a good hour there with her and Colin. Enjoyed the company and I’m sure she did too. Got her up to date with what’s been going on in our life and our prospective plans for the next few months.

It was a dull kind of day with very little direct sun, so although I took my cameras as usual, nothing inspired me enough to haul one of them out of the bag. We drove back up the M77 and dropped in at Waitrose for ‘the messages’ and a light lunch. While Scamp was deciding on a bottle of wine for tonight, I turned around and what caught my eye? Why a bottle of Noilly Prat! Just coincidence.

When we got home, and after finishing yesterday’s (extremely) Hard Sudoku with a little help from my tablet, I went for a walk to St Mo’s. Again, nothing was tempting me to get my camera out, then I saw the moss fruiting bodies. Difficult to see with the naked eye, but amazing detail shows up when you use a couple of extension tubes on the Oly with the Panasonic 45-200 zoom. The green larch needles were taken contre-jour (against the light) and I just liked the little pink flower. Three shots survived out of 37 taken. Not bad really.

TV was crap as usual on a Saturday night so we watched a recorded episode of Rick Stein. He was in Berlin, and what wine was he celebrating? Why Noilly Prat! Once is coincidence, twice gets scary, especially since if you’d asked me yesterday what Noilly Prat was, I couldn’t have told you.

Earlier in the week we were promised 24ºc for Sunday (tomorrow), but the weatherman’s revised estimate tonight is nearer 18ºc. Oh dear, let’s hope it doesn’t go any lower.

Driving – 6 May 2016

Posted on May 6, 2016May 7, 2016 by Zogman

Not exactly driving all day, but it seemed like that to me.

Out at 12 to drive to Larky for my cousin Alex’s funeral. Don’t panic Hazy and JIC, not brother Alex, cousin Alex. We hadn’t spoken for years, about 20 years to be a bit more precise. However, my conscience demanded that I go to pay my respects. It’s what you do.

After the service we came home because Scamp was going out to one of The Witches’ 60th birthday bash in Milano. After a quick change, I drove her to Milano so she could enjoy a drink (or five) with the girls. I took the opportunity to wander St Mo’s with the heel of a home made loaf to see if any of the residents wanted a late lunch. Found Mr & Mrs Coot out with the red headed weans who where very receptive to a big bit of stale bread. I think there were about eight baby coots in the brood. Quite a handful I’d imagine. Checked the photos in Lightroom when I got home and they looked good, so PoD was sorted if nothing else.

I sat and read for a while after that, enjoying the peace and quiet before the next episode of the day. Scamp phoned asking for a lift home because the others were ensconced in the restaurant for the rest of the day. Picked her up and after another swift change went to pick up June to drive to Larky again for dinner with C&N. Great dinner and conversation with them and eventually left just before 1am and, because of roadworks on the M74, chose an alternative route through Bellshill. Only to find that I’d driven back on to the M74 again! We still can’t work out exactly what went wrong. Personally I think we went through a time slip and the roads lost alignment somewhere. We definitely took the Bellshill turnoff at the Raith Interchange, but the next sign we was was for Shettleston. Anyway, with my excellent navigational skills we found our way back home about 2am. Today, because I’m writing this on the 7th May, I’m still exhausted.

Scamp said that if anyone was watching our comings and goings on Friday they’d have wondered what was going on. She had had four changes of clothes on the day! Just showing off? Oh, surely not.

Off to Ayrshire today to visit Dorothy.

Posted on May 4, 2016 by Zogman

Today we had to drop Scamp’s car off at the garage by 8.30am. This meant a much earlier rise than normal, but we managed it and got the car dropped off in time. Even then, almost all the parking spaces were taken, mainly because of poor parking skills by the garage’s clients. Some people are so impressed that they have reverse parked, they don’t seem to notice that they are not actually in a bay or maybe they think that white line is a target and you’re supposed to get a wheel either side of it. The parking was so bad that a couple of the mechanics were gainfully employed parking the cars neatly and so releasing a couple more spaces. Scamp parked very neatly, showing all these dobbers how it should be done. Don’t understand ‘dobbers’? No, it’s not an Australian word, much ruder than that. Google it.

Because we were out early, we had intended having breakfast out, but with the exception of Tesco and Asda, there was nowhere in Cumbersheugh where we could have breakfast. Buckfast, yes, Breakfast, no. And there was no way I was having breakfast in either of the supermarkets with school doggers (Don’t Google it!!) sitting at the next table. So we came back home for a normal breakfast.

Later in the morning the gas salesman phoned to say he was running ahead of schedule and could he come early. No problem, that left us more time in the afternoon. Yesterday we had a sales lady. Today we got a gas engineer. Someone who could answer our questions without spin or waffle. Of course there was still spin, there always will be when people are trying to sell something, but not as much as there could have been. No quote yet, but it should be posted to us tomorrow. We thought that was the end of the quotes, but I bumped into Fred P this morning and he’s going to give me the number for the guy who installed his boiler and a personal recommendation is always the best way to get a good workman. The road goes ever on.

Since we didn’t manage to get breakfast out this morning, we did lunch out instead. We went to Milano and I had a tuna pizza which wasn’t all that great. First failure for Milano. Scamp had a gigantic Chicken Burger. Absolutely enormous. She finished it!

Went for a walk to St Mo’s later in the afternoon and despite an unspoken embargo on ‘Flooers’ as a subject today, the first shots I took were flooers. But you see, they aren’t flooers, they’re blossom, so that’s ok! My photo, my rules. The wireless shutter release on the ’10 is so good for taking ground level shots. No more lying on the ground, picking up mud, twigs and the occasional sheep tick. Jut remember to charge your iPhone and remember to take it with you! That’s how the monochrome shot was taken. The green blobs are fruiting bodies of mosses. I’m not sure what species of moss it is, but it was the safest shot to take today because mosses don’t have flooers. Just fruiting bodies called ‘capsules’. There, you and I have learned something new today!

Coffee with Fred P and Val tomorrow. Three auld guys putting the world to rights.

So that was Saturday and that was April. – 30 April 2016

Posted on April 30, 2016 by Zogman

Didn’t do a lot today. The furthest we got was Robroyston for coffee and a quick jaunt to Asda. Later I went for a walk to St Mo’s, but by then the light was getting low so there wasn’t much to see.

Nothing to see here. Just move along.

And that was April.

At least it was dry today, it’s forecast for rain tomorrow.

Must be the shortest blog post ever!

Friday, Fridges, Coots and a Coy Crow – 29 April 2016

Posted on April 29, 2016April 29, 2016 by Zogman

Friday used to be the beginning of the weekend, especially on a long weekend. Friday is the only day I regret being retired because you don’t get that TGIF (or TFIF for the atheists). My dad was right when he told me “you don’t get weekends when you’re retired.” Not to worry, the rest of the week makes up for Fridays!

Scamp wanted the drain in the fridge unblocked. It’s a messy, awkward job that means the fridge has to be angled out from the wall so I can clean the drip tray at the back after unblocking the drain hole in the fridge itself, then drag it back in. Only, this time when I dragged it back, one of the little wheels at the back came unstuck. The axle had come loose from the wheel and in an attempt to fix it, I tried to drive out the axle using the screwdriver as a drift (<Technospeak> a DRIFT is a bar used to push another into or out of place </Technospeak>). It didn’t work. The axle got jammed in part of the chassis of the fridge. Oh well, I’d just have to forget the wheel and use a packer to sit that corner of the fridge on. Switched it on and … the light came on, but the compressor didn’t. Shit!
Left it for about 10 minutes to settle but still no go. Switched it off and made a cup of coffee while Scamp priced a new fridge. I imagine I had rattled the compressor too much by hammering the drift. After the coffee and the shock that the most expensive fridge she found was £9900, I switched on the fridge and Lo and Behold, it sprang into life. Obviously my analysis of the situation was correct and the refrigerant just needed to stabilise itself. Phew!

Went for lunch at Cotton House, then had Scamp’s tyres checked at Jim Dickson’s and finally booked her car in for MOT next week. Lunch and housekeeping dealt with.

Walked over to St Mo’s and took the “Big Dog” AKA Nikon for a change. The batteries in the Nikons last forever compared to the Olys. About 750 shots at present with the battery on category 2 out of 4, 1 being New. Got some shots of mummy coot sitting on a nest with at least one wee red chick in it. Further on I actually framed my shot to include the round out of focus light. The rest of the shots were too poor to bother with.

On the way home, I saw a crow having a bath in a puddle. I thought it would make a good shot, so I brought out my camera. The crow took one look at me and walked away. Ok, camera back in bag and walk away. Took a few steps and watched the same crow walk back to the puddle again with its towel over its shoulder. It saw me watching again and did an abrupt about turn. I didn’t want to delay it’s bath time any longer and turned my back on it before its bath water got cold.

Manic Monday – 25 April 2016

Posted on April 25, 2016 by Zogman

Most Mondays are manic for one reason or another. Usually because they are formulaic in that we both float about in the morning, then have lunch and immediately after that Scamp goes to pick up some of Gems while I pack my bag and head off to the gym. Get back once Gems have dispersed, grab a quick PoD and then make dinner before we go to salsa practise. Back about 9.30, process the pics and write up the blog. Manic.

Today we went to the pool for a swim because Scamp’s shoulder isn’t up to gym type exercise. Swam for a while before the pool got ridiculously crowded (eight people trying to swim lengths were five are uncomfortably close). Spent some time in the sauna and the steam room, then came home for lunch and for Scamp to pick up Gems. I tried to paint for a while in the afternoon but I couldn’t concentrate, so I booted up and went for a walk to St Mo’s. I immediately noticed a couple of deer right in front of me. I tried a few shots but they were all views from the rear. I didn’t bother to post them because nobody is interested in deers’ bums, except perhaps other deer and since, to the best of my knowledge no deer are visiting my blog or Flickr page, I thought I’d give the photos a miss. I did get some nice (well, I think so anyway) contre-jour shots of trees and leafs, oh yes, I also got shots of a patient hoverfly and a shivering butterfly. Taken in a hail storm while the sun was shining – It’s Scotland, you get used to that kind of weather.

That’s about it for Monday. Not quite as manic as usual and not as formulaic as it sometimes is. It just takes a little change to make all the difference.

Dickheads, Dobbies and Dough – 15 April 2016

Posted on April 15, 2016April 15, 2016 by Zogman

Today was compressed into the afternoon. We didn’t do much in the morning, but after lunch we went to the pool to test our theory that Friday afternoons are the best for swimming.

It would have been apart from a family of dickheads (isn’t it nice to be able to say what you feel without some censor redacting part of your prose). The Dickhead family seemed to think that they owned the pool and freely ignored the signs that said ‘No Jumping’ and ‘No Diving’. Still, the pool was big enough to accommodate us all, especially after I ‘accidentally’ swam right into Dickhead Junior when he stood right in front of me. I could have avoided him, but why bother. That’s what he expected me to do. You must expect the unexpected. I did smile and say “sorry”. After that the Dickheads were no more trouble.

Went to Dobbies for a coffee and a browse round. Scamp wanted compost and some more pots for hers and stuff. We had our coffee and after discussion, decided that it was too wet to get the compost, better to wait for a dry day. The pots were no use without the compost, so we crossed them off the list too. Did get some seed potatoes and nasturtium seeds. Plenty of time for compost since low temperatures are predicted for the weekend and I don’t think we’d be planting anything out in cold weather

Made some dough for pizzas for dinner and went for a walk to St Mo’s while the dough proved (rising process). Got there and found I’d brought the wrong lens. Not to worry, I’d just use what I had and change my subjects accordingly. What I got were more shots of the leaves on 13th April which I now think are Dogwood leaves, thanks to The Beechgrove Garden. The other shots are of blackened rosehips and green shaving brushes from Larch trees.

After a miserable day with on and off rain, the sky cleared when I got back and blue sky moved in. To be expected really as the forecast is for frost and ice overnight and a clear sky would pave the way for that.