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Over to Fife – 30 December 2025

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We got the bus to the town centre and another bus to Dunfermline. We were off to Fife!

We woke to a fairly heavy frost. The poor wee bluetits were having a hard time getting through the ice on the bird bath. It didn’t seem as if there would be much bathing there today. We were running just a wee bit too late to catch the early bus to the Town Centre, but we waited and caught the next one. I wasn’t going to drive today, thank you very much! Another wait in Cumbersheugh bus station where the temperature was slightly higher than the 0ºc temperature outside in the stance. On other days I’d have said it was freezing, but that one degree or so of warmth inside the waiting room made all the difference. The bus arrived right on time and we were off to Dunfermline.

First stop was for a coffee in Nero. For the second time recently I had a decent cup of coffee. Coffee that tasted as strong as it should have. Not watery, not lacking crema. Just coffee as it should be. Two wee cakes to keep the wolves from the door and we were ready to go for a walk in Pittencrieff Park.

We walked over to the park, but alas the door to the glasshouses was locked and a sign saying essential maintenance was underway. For once, it did look as if there was work being done, so we continued round behind the rose beds and over the hill that would take us back in to the town.

I wanted some cloth to make a couple of bow ties. I knew there was a fabric shop on the Main Street and found it quite easily. The girl who served me was really helpful and almost talked me into buying a pattern for a man’s necktie, but since neither she nor I could work out what some of the terms were, I decided to shelf it until I had a better idea what it was going to look like. Instead, I got two pieces of fabric to make a couple of bow ties. That’s not to say that I’ve given up the idea of making a normal tie, it’s just that it’s on the back burner for now!

Neither of us could really commit ourselves to lunch, so we went looking for a yearly wall calendar for Scamp and a book for me, but we could find neither of these objects, so we headed home and arrived at the bus station in Dunfermline just in time to catch the Glasgow Express. Even better, the X3 was due in five minutes back in Cumbersheugh and we hopped on.

Back home, dinner was a plate of Minestrone soup courtesy of John next door. They have both been good at feeding us soup lately. Maybe we’re looking too thin and they’re trying to feed us up? I really don’t think we need it.

PoD was a photo of Pittencrieff House looking splendid in the sunshine. I almost included a couple of photos taken with an Olympus E-PL5, an ancient camera from around 2012 vintage. A lovely wee camera. It still works!

Tomorrow is the last day of 2025 and the weather looks even colder. It’s -3.7ºc just now!

A very dull day – 28 December 2025

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The sun just didn’t want to take part in today’s photos. I don’t know why. Maybe he/she had a hard night yesterday and was resting.

It certainly was a dull day. We didn’t even leave the house, but we did go for a wander in the garden, seeing some evidence of plants showing their green spikes here and there.

After lunch, I forced myself to go for a walk round the pond. Plenty of folk out fishing. They didn’t look as if they had caught much of anything, but they had plenty of tackle with them and they weren’t doing anybody any harm. I left them to their pursuits.

One and a half times round the pond was enough to tell me I was fighting a losing battle and I went home, not exactly empty handed, but with only a very few shots in the bag. Then I found that the bag itself had a tear in the zip and wouldn’t close. Not a good end to a dull day.

Dinner was a baked potato each with different toppings for both of us. A glass of Port later gave us a little bit of brightness and an ice lolly each cemented the good feeling.

We watched an absolutely awful “Two Doors Down”. It was awful. It was like a kids program with too much swearing. I will not watch that program again. Not quite so bad, but still in the Awful category was a Christmas edition of Death In Paradise. Another hour of my life I won’t ever get back. Thank goodness for Celebrity University Challenge. At least someone makes good TV.

PoD was a walker, just visible mid, left walking round St Mo’s pond. Now you see what I meant with “A very dull day.”

Right, that’s grump over. Tomorrow I believe we may be going shopping.

Walking in the woods – 27 December 2025

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Another dull day. Not a lot of photogenic light, so I had to make do with what I had.

Scamp and I went for a walk to the shops in the late morning and came home with two big bags of stuff we thought we couldn’t do without. It wasn’t until we were walking home I realised just how heavy these shopping bags were. I know now! When we got home, the light hadn’t improved much, but just enough that would make it worthwhile to take a camera for a walk.

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I brought my A7c with the intention of bolting on a 16-35mm lens, but instead I stuck with the 10-18mm I already had on the camera and one possibility after another made me appreciate that little lens more and more. It’s actually an APS-C lens, designed for use with a ‘crop sensor’ which means the camera wants to reduce the size of the image by ‘cropping’ the top, bottom and each side and throwing away all that useful image space. I read somewhere that occasionally an APS-C can almost cover the full frame sensor and this one certainly can. With care, you can get a decent shot from this little wonder lens. That’s what I did today.
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My first target was the boardwalk over the pond, but the light just wasn’t great, so I wandered over to a fallen tree and shot a few frames before I saw the Dandelion sprawled over the roots and each ripped out when the tree was blown down earlier in the year. Another few shots and I was engrossed in taking different angles. Finally, I dragged myself away and looked for other topics, but happy with the photos I had.

I’d decided to make a loaf. A better one than yesterday’s. I checked with ’Numbers’ what the best proportions were and made a decent looking loaf. I kept it in the living room because the heat in there would help the dough ‘prove’ enough to make it expand and get the yeast working. After an hour it was looking pretty good. It’s so long since I’ve baked any bread, but Scamp asked me if I was using the ‘basket’ and I remembered the woven basket that you use to allow the bread to expand into. Long story short, the bread looks good, although I haven’t cut it open yet. I’ll leave it for breakfast tomorrow, if I can resist the smell of fresh bread long enough.

We watched a few things on catch-up, but there wasn’t all that much to whet our appetite, so I read for a while, checked out the photos and by then it as almost time to go to bed. That’s almost exactly where I am just now. I’m intending reading for an hour before I go to bed.

Hopefully we’ll have better weather tomorrow. Some sun would be good.

Christmas – 25 December 2025

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A chance to catch up with friends and family.

It was just the two of us this year, but with Jamie and Hazy setting things up we had a three way connection over WhatsApp. One pair in Trinidad, one pair in London and one pair in Scotland. We had a good half hour or so chatting away to each other, then it was time to say goodbyes and sign out. Isn’t technology wonderful when it works.

It was still dry at home, so we went for a fairly long walk round Broadwood Loch, but Scamp didn’t have boots with her, so it was the shorter walk rather than the longer version she would have preferred. I got a few photos, but not very many. It wasn’t really cold out, but not very welcoming either with a damp feeling in the air. We passed a few folk out walking and exchanged the usual “Merry Christmas” greetings.

Back home, lunch was Scrambled Eggs on Toast with Smoked Salmon. A posh lunch for a special day. Later in the afternoon and while the chicken was roasting in the oven, I took two cameras out for a walk in St Mo’s. Why two cameras? I have no idea. I looked in my bag and there were two cameras there and it seemed a shame not to take both.

I got a few photos, but the light was poor. Then as I was walking round the pond the sun shone for a few minutes and I got the shot I was hoping for with the light just touching the tops of the reeds. One in the bag and a keeper to boot!. The rest of the walk was less productive because by that time the sun had sunk below the treelike and darkness wouldn’t be far away.

By the time I got back to the house, cooking was in full swing. I’d completely forgotten that I was to bake bread today and the chicken was still in the oven, so regretfully I left the loaf until tomorrow.

The chicken when it came out from its tinfoil cover smelled exactly like a chicken should, but had to wait another half hour before Scamp would deem it safe to eat.

So, Starter was fresh Prawn Cocktail followed by Breast of Chicken for Scamp and a portion of breast for me with a Drumstick as well. Both were served with Potatoes, Brussel Sprouts and Buttered Carrots. Dessert was a lovely trifle.

We watched a silly little Sewing Bee spin off. Nothing worth watching. Then the final, final of Strictly which I didn’t watch because I was working on today’s PoD. Any excuse to avoid the nonsense.

No plans for tomorrow. Maybe another walk if the weather holds, but nothing grand. Boxing Day is another day for relaxation.

The Winter Solstice – 21 December 2025

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The sun will shine twice as bright tomorrow.

Nobody was moving outside today. No cars seemed to move, including our’s, for the entire day. Even Laura Kuenssberg took the day off. Just a lazy Sunday.

I went for a walk in St Mo’s during the afternoon, but didn’t find much. I chopped up some soft apples and left them for the birds. I eventually settled on a photo of some thorns and seed heads on a gorse bush to be PoD and prepare us for the beginning of lighter and longer days to come. I was only out for about an hour and a half. I suppose I could have stayed until 3.03pm to complete the worship of the coming of the longer days, but I was feeling the cold and to be honest a warm house was more enticing than a Solstice.

Annette came to visit not long after I arrived back. A surprise visit that delighted Scamp. Not wishing to get in the way, I took myself upstairs to read a couple of articles about the new camera and its complicated adjustment system. Eventually I decided it wasn’t worth the effort and set everything back to the way it was. One day I’ll work it out. Annette had been on a flight to Miami, but wasn’t really impressed with it,

It was Charlie Bigham’s Roasted Veg Lasagne for dinner tonight and it was well worth waiting the 40 minutes cooking time for it to be ready to eat. Mince pies and custard for dessert was ok, just ok, although Scamp thought it was lovely.

We watched the Royal Variety Performance which was an hour and a bit of my life I won’t get back again. Camera work was awful as were most of the acts. The exception was a Japanese dance group, Airfootworks. Fantastic!

Tomorrow Scamp needs to pick up her meds and I may go for a drive later.

 

Dancin’ – 18 December 2025

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The Last Dance.

The final dance class of the year no matter what dance class you are in. How will we survive for three weeks without a Chassis or a Spin Turn? Maybe we’ll just have to talk to each other.

I was out fairly early this morning going for petrol to make sure we’d have enough to get us to Glenburn and back again. Thankfully almost all of the petrol machines were working which is a change for Tesco. I had a wander round the Tesco shop too, but didn’t find anything interesting, so I just came home again.

I struggled through Wordle and Strands, then flung a few, almost random suggestions into Connections and lo and behold, I got all four groups correct. Even the Mini crossword was solved in double quick time with a little help from Scamp on a musical question. Not bad though for a bear with a sore head, because I wasn’t at my best today for no reason.

Soon it was time to get dressed for the last Tea Dance of the year. We drove over to Glenburn and danced almost all of the ballroom and sequence dances that were on Stewart’s list. I actually enjoyed the whole afternoon and we stayed just a little bit longer than usual and danced to the end of the class.

We usually leave the class about half an hour before the hall closes, and now I know why. Long lines of cars where there are usually three or four on a bad day. Today we were crawling up to the nightmare roundabout that just seems to hold everyone back. We finally arrived home after about an hour. Much later than we usually are. I think it was partly due to the rain and driving in the darkness, but maybe some folk were leaving work early, it being nearly Christmas. Whatever, that extra half hour made all the difference between a fairly easy drive and a drudge.

Dinner tonight was Bacon, Potatoes and Cabbage. Actually it was Cavolo Nero rather than cabbage. I think I prefer cabbage. Still, Scamp had fried the streaky bacon until it was crisp and lovely. Probably not good for you, but very crunchy!

PoD was the third indoor photo for December and was the Fairy on the Tree. We think the fairy is about fifty years old. It’s quite amazing to look back at how the world was then. We didn’t have a car. No Internet. No colour TV, but we did have our own house. It was a different world then, but just the same too.

Tomorrow, Scamp wants a walk around Glasgow. Not looking for anything special, just stravaiging.

Wet, wet, wet – 17 December 2025

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Not the group, just the weather forecast. It rained all the day I think. What a change from yesterday.

In the morning, Hazy phoned to ask if we were free for a chat, and we were. It gave us a chance to pause in our attempts to put parcels into a box that was never made for them. We seemed to be getting nowhere, and a wee blether with Hazy helped clear our heads. We heard about Neil changing has church, I don’t think he’d been happy with the other one for a long time. It must be strange to be a parishioner for a change. I hope he enjoys his time in the new church. Hazy has given me a couple of new books to have a look at. I’ll have a look at them this week, H. Scamp and Hazy discussed the online meeting she is booked for in the new year with the group in Dundee.
In general, it was a very good catch-up today.

We went back to our parcel packing refreshed, and I volunteered to drive up to Tesco to get a sensibly sized sealable plastic bag that would hold the parcels, but one that wouldn’t need miles and miles of Sellotape to secure it. Tesco didn’t have any, but thankfully Home Bargains came to the rescue with an A4 sized bag. The Goldilocks solution: Not too big. Not too small. Just Right! Drove home through more torrential rain. While I was in Tesco I managed to dive into Boots and explain that I was running low on eye drops and was told they will be in with my January meds. That was all I wanted to know.

Then after lunch I walked over to St Mo’s through the quagmire the builders have made of what was a fairly tidy path over to Condorrat. Now the green grass is a brown/grey slippery mudhole. They are supposed to be putting up new lighting standards to replace the old ones. With the amount of slurry that’s been dug up, scraped up and spread everywhere, it will be a miracle if the lights don’t fuse the first time they’re switched on. Got the parcel sorted and posted and was heading home when the rain came on again, heavier this time, if that was possible. Now I have three jackets drip drying in the boiler cupboard. At least they should dry quite quickly there.

Scamp was putting marzipan on the Christmas cakes, plural, in the afternoon, because we will hopefully start on the first one on Christmas Day, but keep the other one, because Scamp says they will keep for some time. Not if I get my hands on them first!!

Dinner was a variation on Tuna Pasta. Again it came from ’Home at 7 Dinner at 8’. Some strange combinations in that book. I’d never have thought of cooking the pasta with Balsamic Vinegar and definitely not with added sugar! But it worked. I wonder what we’ll make next.

PoD was another Christmas tradition. This time it was ‘Fairy Nuff’ the slightly aloof bear that sits on the front of the tree. As you can see, she takes her position very seriously.

If you’re reading this Jamie, hope and Simonne are enjoying the weather!!

Tomorrow we’re hoping to go to the last Tea Dance of the year in Glenburn, just outside Paisley. I hope it’s a lot dryer than it was today.

 

A surprise meeting – 16 December 2025

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Instead of getting the bus today, I chose to take the car because I’d a few errands to run.

It was a cold morning with temperature around 5ºc for most of the day. Fog on the drive in to Glasgow and because everyone was shopping, the roads were a bit busier than normal. Also, the first available parking spaces I could find were up on level 7 in Buchanan Galleries. That meant I was going to be late for my meeting with Alex.

I met him in the bus station as usual and was only about ten minutes late. As usual we went for a coffee and caught up with all the gossip before heading down Buchanan Street. The fog wasn’t lifting much but the sun did a bit of back lighting that brightened the day.

We walked through St Enoch’s square, looking for anything interesting to photograph, but found little. Our next stop was the Clyde Walkway where we got a few shots of a guy up a ladder doing a bit of stylish graffiti. I found a lovely bit of light under the footbridge that made the most of the sunlight and the shadows. I may post it tomorrow if I can’t get anything more interesting. Lovely little spiderwebs jewelled with tiny raindrops which probably came from the fog. By then, I think Alex’s stomach was rumbling because he propose lunch and I agreed.

We were walking along Argyle Street, heading for Paesano when we were stopped by traffic crossing our corner when a man asked me if I was Donald and when I told him I was I realised he was Charles. We have been commenting on each other’s photos for over ten years but had never met until now. We shook hands and compared styles of photos and cameras. He had recognised me from my avatar on Flickr. We were heading in roughly the same direction, so we walked and talked, but he was heading in a different direction from us so we said our goodbyes and he headed on along Argyle Street while Alex and I went round into Paesano. A chance meeting!

After lunch, we walked back to the Clyde Walkway looking for some more good light, but the sky was clearing and the fog was lifting, so we put the cameras away. Alex was looking for a book in Waterstones and we found it, then we went back up Buchanan Street again, before Alex decided he wanted a photo of the Christmas decorations in Frasers store. We take these photos every year and rarely do they entice me to keep them in the big cull at the end of the year, but we still take them!

Another coffee in Nero and I gave Alex a run home. I’d a couple of parcels for him and the book I’d just read. Dropped him off at his house and drove him to find there was one parking slot available in our street. Brilliant.

Scamp and Shona seemed to have a lunch date and Shona seems to be well. Scamp might invite her over for lunch some day soon, if she’s not too busy.

PoD was a photo of a lady on the down ramp at Queen Street Station, waiting for a train or a lift home, I don’t know which.

Wrapping up a parcel tomorrow, but that’s about all we have planned.

A late start – 14 December 2025

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After yesterday’s late home, a late start today wasn’t all that unusual.

We watched a recording of Laura Kuenssberg ripping another politician apart. These politicos don’t ever tell you anything, they just recite the same party line day after day, week after week and year after year. Occasionally someone will accidentally let slip something worthwhile, but even then you wonder if it IS accidental or if it’s just another teaser.

Afternoon was spent writing up yesterday’s blog, and with it posted, we could turn our thoughts to tonight’s dinner. It ended up being Rosie’s Vegan Curry from Sophie Wright’s recipe book, “Home at 7 Dinner at 8”. It’s been a go-to book with us for ages. Probably out of print now, but still worth searching out, second hand.
We needed a few things from the listings in the book, so I took the Sony A7c for a walk down to the shops, via the long path through the trees. There wasn’t much decent light, but I did get a photo of two little daisies flowering beside the path. With a bit of jiggery pokery, that became the PoD. By the time I got back to the house at about 3pm it felt like we’d skipped evening and gone straight to midnight.

The one hour slot promised by Ms Wright wasn’t quite accurate, or maybe because it was my first time cooking this one pot wonder I was being too careful. However, it was approved by Scamp and although there was a little bit more chilli than we’d expected, it was accepted, mainly because I’d made flat breads to go with it, I suspect.

We watched yesterday’s and today’s Strictly and Scamp correctly guessed the loser tonight.

Later we spoke to Jamie and heard about Simonne’s possible new job opportunity and the simplicity of packing a suitcase for a few days in a warm place. Not a holiday, but a task that needed completed sooner rather than later.

I’m hoping to get this posted earlier than normal. Hoping for an earlier rise tomorrow.

Unlucky 13th – 13 December 2025

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A dull day that never really got off the ground.

It was a will we? Won’t we? Kind of day. We did think about going in to Glasgow, but it would be mobbed as the Xmas mobs start to congregate everywhere there is a shop open. The sky was looking like the weather fairies were on the ball with their warnings of heavy rain. We decided that the best plan of action was inaction and stayed at home.

I set up a still life later, a shot of a Christmas cactus against an out of focus window spattered with raindrops. It’s become a tradition, to photograph some tabletop shots around Christmas, and this was one of them. Scamp has been feeding the cactus with coffee grounds, a tip she saw online and it seems to be working because this plant is much healthier looking than its companion in the next room. Maybe I’ll start feeding that one too. Anyway, that was PoD sorted.

You may remember I was out in the woods yesterday and found a sixteen spot ladybird. What I didn’t know then, was that a little tick had found me. Didn’t find it until this morning. Luckily I have a tick remover tool on my keyring, Scamp gave me it about a year ago, and I managed to get the tick out. A tiny wee thing. It’s now been squashed. Put some TCP on the spot where it was and took Piriton. I would have thought all the wee beasties would be tucked up in bed at this time of year. Just shows you, you have to be careful.

In the evening we got dressed for dancing and headed off through the rain to Brookfield for the last social dance of the year, a Christmas Social. I wasn’t greatly looking forward to it, I rarely am, but as usual, mixing with folk I like, I did manage to have a good time. I didn’t dance as much as I usually do, but enough to get round without making too many mistakes. We left just before the last dance and drove home through a busier than usual motorway, all the way home almost without stopping. It’s a great luxury driving through an empty Glasgow at night.

We arrived back home just before midnight to find that some kind person had left us a parking space. Whoever you were, I thank you! A wee snifter of sherry for Scamp and a slightly larger glass of brandy for me, then off to bed. Of course, you know by this time that this is written the next day!

No plans for tomorrow (today)!