We did lunch – 9 February 2024

Just an ordinary lunch in Brodens. It was that sort of day. A day for good filling food and a glass of something to wash it down.

I admit that I suggested it because it was Friday and for no other good reason. Also, Scamp had raved about the Fish ’n’ Chips in what used to be The Masonic Arms in Condorrat and I wanted to see what all the fuss was about. Well, the fuss was all about the slab of Peterhead Haddock in Breadcrumbs served with hand cut skin-on chips and the Breadcrumbs have a capital ‘B’ because they just made the fish great in both our opinions. It didn’t quite knock their Steak Pie off the number one pedestal, but it came very close. The lunch of champions.

The weather was awful. A bitter east wind driving rain that was horizontal at times with no letup all day long. Now at about 11.30pm the rain is tapering off a bit and the wind isn’t howling as much, but it’s still pretty cold.

I did some renovation work on yesterday’s project, but I think I may have to do a ‘Ribbit’ to quote Hazy and rip it all out and start again. Pity, it looked quite good, but it just didn’t work.

Today’s prompt was Charcoal. I hate charcoal. The only time I’ve used charcoal sticks is on an evening class on portraiture in college at the town centre. I found these fragile bits of burnt twig too messy to work with and spent more time cleaning up the paper than putting charcoal on paper. I still have the box you see here with about five of the original twelve sticks and a lot of charcoal chips. Charcoal isn’t for me (and neither was portraiture), so I’ll draw a rather grainy smudged line under it and say no more.

We watched an uninspiring episode of Death in Paradise that had an over complicated plot line and the usual almost ready to retire actors, making a few bob. That is one of the things that keep us watching. “Who is that?” and “What was she in?” Today’s guest appearance was Sean Maguire who was ‘Teggs’ Ratcliffe in Grange Hill from 1978 to 2008. A couple of my readers may remember him. Allegedly he was also in Eastenders, but we never watch is so we can’t verify that.

Basically that was it. PoD was a photo of a bunch of pink carnations with a very old joke tagged on to them. When we were walking back from Brodens I made the conscious decision not to go out for a walk in St Mo’s. I may be daft, but I’m not stupid. Neither did I want to catch a cold from the rain and that vicious east wind. I think I’m with Vixen in the avoidance of bad weather brigade.

Tomorrow looks better say the weather fairies. Not sure I believe them yet. We’ll wait and see.

Another busy day – 8 February 2024

Where are all these busy days coming from? The week seems to be full of them.

Scamp was out this morning to have coffee and a blether with Isobel. I had things to do. First thing was to get a birthday card for my brother and post it. Fairly easy walk to Condorrat. Got the card, wrote it in the post office and posted it. Hope he likes it.

It was a raw, cold day with a freezing east wind. Never a good direction. I had a walk in St Mo’s and took some photos. I was tempted to try my camera on the ice trick, but I felt the ice was just a tad too thin and settled instead for a hand held shot with the camera barely touching the ice. The only problem was that I couldn’t see in the screen if my target box was on the subject I wanted to photograph. One of those rare occasions when I longed for my old Olympus OM-D E-M1 Mark ii it had a fully articulating screen which would have solved my problem. Still I did get one of the shots I wanted and with a bit of work in Lightroom it became PoD.

I walked down to the shops and bought some messages for tonight’s dinner and some flowers we didn’t desperately need, but which brightened the house. The walk back was colder than the walk through the park and I was glad to get home to a comfortably warm house.

After lunch and after finding out what Isobel was on about today, I started task three which is still under wraps, but it was a blast from the past and took up most, if not all of the daylight hours. It’s five years since I’ve done anything like it. It involves a lot of lateral thinking, that’s all I’m saying.

Dinner was paella and I thought it was pretty good, although Scamp, the food critic said it wasn’t my best work.

Today’s prompt was “Fawn”. When I saw it I wondered if I could get away with a washed out pale brown swatch on a page of the sketch book. However, I settled on a sketch of a young deer. A real deer, not a Bambi look-alike. I went out this morning looking for one, but they were all otherwise engaged. Maybe, in retrospect, the town centre was the wrong place to look. I was quite pleased with the final ink sketch. It also met with Scamp’s approval.

The day just seemed to get eaten up today. All my rambles accounted for around 8500 steps. Not amazing, but at least I’ve been keeping fit this week with mountain climbing, dancing and now walking in a bitter breeze from the east.

Tomorrow there’s snow in the forecast. Hopefully they’ve got it wrong, but I’m not counting on it.

Another day, another busy one – 7 February 2024

It snowed during the night last night and it froze afterwards, so it was a photogs paradise.

We were going out just after midday, so I booted up and went for a walk around St Mo’s to see what I could find to fill the PoD gap. The place is totally different in the morning to the afternoon which is my usual hunting ground. Everything looks or seems fresher. The light is coming from the south east, not the south west so most of my subjects look very different. The PoD turned out to be a dried out Hogweed plant from last year with its star-like flower stems holding little beads of ice that had been snow that melted to water then froze into ice. I liked the way the warm background contrasted with the ice.

I had a few in the bag when I walked home, but the usually trustworty A7iii was misbehaving today. First it decided not to take photos, then it thought better of that and took a dozen or more in motor-wind mode and by then I’d had enough of its high jinks. I’d already tried switching it off and then on again but that didn’t work – it rarely does with modern electronics, so it was the nuclear option. I took out the battery, counted to five and put it back in again. That showed it who was boss! Or so I thought. The sneaky camera had taken 50 shots on motor-wind and loads more besides. I’m hoping to look into the issue tomorrow. No time today.

Back home we had time for a quick lunch and then we were off with our dancing shoes to Motherwell to a church hall for a new(!) Tea Dance. Strangely, it’s just along from Alex’s house. It was a bit stressful going to a new hall with new people and a new teacher, but we survived. More than that, we both enjoyed it. The folk were friendly and welcoming and the dances were ones we knew for the most part and any ones that we didn’t know, we were tutored in by the more experienced dancers. Tea and cakes at half time, then a class tutorial on the Ria Bachata which we knew almost better than the teachers. The music wasn’t as interesting as S&J’s, but you can’t have everything. We both thoroughly enjoyed our afternoon and would be happy to go back. We even got invites to other tea dances in the surrounding area.

We drove back and just as we came on to the motorway my phone rang. It was Alex saying “Did I just miss you at the Loaning?” I laughed out loud. He had just been coming back from a walk into Motherwell when he thought it was me driving past. How strange it that. I’ll have a lot of explaining to do at the next photo walk!
One of the best things about this new hall is that it’s motorway driving almost all the way and there’s no Kingston Bridge to crawl over on the way home! That, in itself is a delight.

The prompt for today was “Tangerine”. So, another fruity one. Just the one tangerine, because I thought I was being a bit generous yesterday with my two and a half plums. I tried the old trick of using salt to create the skin texture of the fruit, but for once it didn’t work. The salt was difficult to remove too, so if you think the sketch tastes a bit salty, you now know why.

Tomorrow Scamp is booked for coffee with Isobel and I’ve some work to do in the house. I also need to get a card for Alex and post it. The snow is gone for now, but we’re expecting it to return on Friday.

Mountain climbing and lunch with Shona – 6 February 2024

Today we were taking Shona out to lunch.

Scamp and I had planned to take Shona to Cafe Bothy. It’s actually called Coffee Bothy now, but we prefer the original name. It’s a great wee restaurant in a place called Blairlogie in Clackmannanshire. Isobel was the first one who found it, being guided by her granddaughter and Isobel introduced us to it. Shona had never heard of it, which isn’t surprising as it’s in the middle of nowhere on a farm off a single track road. Shona had Fish ’n’ Chips, Scamp had Mac ’n’ Cheese and I had Mince ’n’ Tatties. All with the apostrophe correctly place before and after the n you’ll notice! That was the main course. We all opted for cakes rather than pudding afterwards and it was Strawberry Tart for Shona, Cream Doughnut for Scamp and a Gypsy Cream for me with coffees to follow of course.

Fed and watered, Scamp suggested we drive to Dollar park for a walk. Unfortunately we couldn’t find it and instead we drove up and up and up a steep single-track road to a car park for Castle Campbell instead. From there we walked up and up and up, then down the other side. We had walked up the hill many years ago, but we’d forgotten just how steep the climb is. The two ladies gave up, when it looked like we’d have to wade across a ford, but I was determined to get a photo on such a beautiful day. As it happened, I didn’t need to ford the burn because there was a bridge tucked away out of sight from the road. I did manage to get up to the top, and got the photo I was hoping for, but I was really knackered after it. The castle wasn’t open. It doesn’t open until April. We may go back then and if we can get parked again, we might take our time and go visit the castle properly.

I walked back down the hill from the castle then over the bridge and up the hill on the other side wondering all the time what kind of vehicle the custodians must have if they travel that road every day to open up. Whatever it is it most certainly isn’t a wee blue car! The drive home was scenic, but I didn’t see anything that was any better than a castle among the trees with a rushing burn beside it. Very ‘Outlander’.

We dropped Shona off at her house with time to spare before Ben came home from school. Driving into the sun was strenuous, not that I’m complaining because the sun was shining, far from it. But I decided I needed to clean the glass in the car inside and out. When I got the Juke I got a big bag of useless spray bottles as part of the ‘deal’. I used the Bug Remover spray and the Seagull Crap remover too, but I remembered as I was driving home, peering through a grey windscreen that there was Glass Cleaner in the bag. I found it when we got home and cleaned all the windows inside and out. I also cleaned the wing mirrors. Hopefully that should make driving less of a bind.

The prompt for today was “Plum”. Being a generous person I added a couple more plums to the singular fruit that was requested and just to be sure they were fresh, I ate half of one. That’s what you see here. Believe that and you’re softer than these plums look!!

Alex had to cancel our photo walk this week because he was needed at home. Hopefully we’ll get out next week. This week was tight anyway. Just one of these weeks when everything piles up.

Tomorrow we may be going dancing in Motherwell. Scamp has been talking about it for weeks and we really need to go there to see how good it is and if it’s an alternative to Glenburn.

Busy, busy, busy – 5 February 2024

Out just after 10am for an appointment with the sister at the health centre and the day had begun.

It was just a check-up to see if my there had been any sided effects after removing a blood pressure pill from my collection. The sister was happy with the results so far and asked me to make another appointment in three months time. Other than that, she was happy to discharge me.

Drove back home, picking up a loaf and a couple of jugs of milk on the way. Time for a coffee and then I was out to pick up Val and take him to Costa for a coffee and a blether with Fred. The blether lasted for just over two hours and many and varied were the tales that were told, but when Fred’s conversation turned to politics I started putting my jacket on. Val seemed to cotton on to the fact that the blether was over for today and we all walked out into the wind and the heavy rain that had been with us for a few days now. I dropped Val off at his house and then made my exit before I got totally soaked.

Back home I felt a bit sick. I blame it on the ‘coffee’ in Costa. It was good for a couple of days, but it’s back to the floor sweepings again . I knew it was too good to last. I’d taken a few shots of some succulents in the morning and thought I could make a PoD of them, but I was just wasting my time. Instead I used a phone camera shot of ‘Nelly’ the Pleiospilos Nelii looking quite relaxed in her new painted pot. I’d sent the photo to Hazy, but with a bit of a crop it made a decent PoD too.

Today’s prompt for EDiF was “Cream”. I chose the Ice variety of cream and rather than have a neat, tidy, delicious looking ice cream cone, I picked the one that’s half melted and runs down over your fingers, making you wish you’d accepted the offer of the paper napkin. It’s also the time when you realise the ‘wet wipes’ are in the car and you can’t open the car door without without making a bigger mess. Ah, life is full of problems, isn’t it!

That was about it for the day. Short and sweet today. That’s just the way it is sometimes. Tomorrow looks better than today, with a light breeze and the risk of some sunshine! We may take Shona out to lunch.

Catching up – 4 February 2024

I left myself with a bit of a backlog yesterday.

I needed to complete two sketches and write up two blogs today, but only after I’d had my morning coffee and solved Wordle. Wordle was just a whim, but the coffee was essential because I’d and idea to use the dried coffee residue in the cup to add some ‘real’ coffee colour to the paint I was intending to apply! The prompt was ‘Coffee’ as if you hadn’t guessed!

The coffee was drunk and the Wordle was solved, so no excuses for not putting pencil and brush to paper and getting on with things. The first sketch was fairly easy, but as this was only the third drawing I’d done since November ’23 it took me longer than I’d anticipated. Having said that, it looked not too bad at all. Pencil sketch and watercolour washes plus the coffee wash to the cup and the coffee beans. Yes, that worked.

The paper needed some time to dry out, so I started my next task. The wee Split Rock (Nelly) that Hazy had given me was needing potted up with proper succulent compost with a fair amount of grit and perlite added for drainage. Scamp had the great idea of covering the work surface with a plastic coated tablecloth that would be easier to clean afterwards than the work surface itself. That made things much easier. We’d bought some cactus and succulent compost last week and after carefully measuring out a small amount of it and adding the grit and perlite I could mix the whole thing on the tablecloth with (almost) no mess. The next stage, actually potting it up and getting the plant to sit up straight was the difficult bit, but eventually it settled into its new pot complete with matching saucer. A splash or two of water to encourage the roots to take hold in what is a very strange mixture of soil and stones and we were done. It’s now sitting back in its place looking out at the wild wind outside. Photo tomorrow Hazy.

It was wet and it was windy outside, but I was determined to go out for a while. There wasn’t much to photograph, but I did spot a crow high up on an alder tree and that became PoD.

Now that the PoD had been sorted out, Nelly was in her new pot and the first sketch had dried, I could start on the second one which was actually today’s prompt, ‘Lavender’. I struggled with a prop for the lavender and finally chose the wee frog I’ve used before. He didn’t seem to mind.

Spoke to Jamie after dinner and discussed a few photos he’d sent of the renovations this week to the house. It’s still a strange building with more questions than answers in its construction, however things are certainly moving along and the roof timbers are looking like real roof trusses now and the brickwork on the first chimney looks like brand new. Hopefully it won’t be long now.

It’s windy again tonight and it looks like more wind is forecast for tomorrow. I’ve an appointment with the nurse tomorrow morning to check my BP and then I’m booked to take Val out for coffee at midday. Another busy day for me. Not sure what Scamp is doing.

Broadwood Loch – 3 February 2024

It was a much better day than we’d expected. Occasional threat of rain that never materialised.

Finally decide we needed some exercise and went for a walk round Broadwood Loch. As Scamp always says, there’s not much in it for me. It’s a big soulless manmade loch. Loads of swans and a good few geese, but that’s about it. Obviously the Smew that caused so much excitement last month had flown the coop, so to speak. We decided we could extend the walk into the woods and had to smile at the decoration on the ‘Christmas Tree’. Every year there are more tree decorations on it. I don’t know who does it, but they have to be congratulated. It’s always worth a photo.

Further into the woods a great deal of work had been done to improve the path and fill in the hollows that used to flood every year. It took a long time for the work to be completed, but for once it was worth the wait. I kept looking for the flooded part and was quite surprised when we arrived back on the main path.

We curtailed the part of the walk that usually takes us round the exercise machines and instead walked round to M&S for a pizza and some spicy hot chicken nuggets that are advertised as Chicken Pakora by someone who has never had pakora before. A loaf and two pineapple cakes from Iceland completed our purchases and we walked home. Four and a bit miles according to Scamp’s pedometer and just over 9200 steps according to my Fitbit.

Scamp had started to make some soup, before the walk so when we got back she turned it on again and added some more veg to the mix. The soup was intended for tonight’s dinner, but the chicken stuff and the pizza was more than enough.

We watched a film on iPlayer called The Good Liar. Part way into it I got the feeling I’d seen it before, but when Scamp said she thought so too, I knew I was right. However, we couldn’t remember how it finished! So we just watched it. Good acting by the cast and a good ending. A few sweary words in it, but nothing the good lady of the house hasn’t heard before.

I was getting tired when it finished and decided to leave the blog and the EDiF sketch until Sunday, so this is a catch-up as I’m sure you are aware.

The PoD is a Canada goose we saw on the pond. Not brilliant by any manner or means, but it ticks the PoD box.

Tomorrow looks wet. That’s all I’m going to say.

The wind and the rain and a parcel – 31 January 2024

It had been a wild night again and Storm Something-unpronounceable (maybe Norwegian?) was still growling around the houses. It didn’t look like we were going anywhere today!

We weren’t. But that was good, because Hazy phoned to find out what was going on in the rest of the family. So we discussed the weather as you do in Scotland and also how Jamie’s house was progressing. She told me that a parcel would be arriving today or maybe tomorrow by Royal Mail. Then she went on to tell me that the previous parcel had had a wee accident and was now in a hundred pieces. After that, she and Scamp had a long discussion about singing in a choir, which they both had done in the past and I could sense that she wished she could have joined June and Scamp in their recent recital of the Verdi Requiem. I really felt sorry for Neil being put under pressure by his Head Teacher. I’ve been there and got the tee shirt, but didn’t like wearing it. Finally she sent me a GIF of a catbus! Google it. It’s hilarious. I must watch some Japanese cartoons some time!!!

Five minutes later, the postman knocked on the door and handed me a big box that had come from Kirkcaldy, ordered from London. Inside was a lovely plant pot that I hope my Split Rock, Nelly is going to go into as soon as I can get some compost – that’s part of tomorrow’s task. It’s a lovely blue and white painted terracotta pot and saucer. I’m sure Uncle Murdo would love it, Hazy! But he won’t get a chance because it’s mine.

Lunch was left over haggis mixed with left over potatoes, mashed together with some butter and served with a fried egg. Sort of like Bubble and Squeak, Scottish style. Very nice, Scamp. A great idea.

In the afternoon I phoned Val. It’s ages since we spoke. Probably not since last year. We discussed our health and what we were doing about it and the damage the latest storm is causing. He had just lost his garden table to one of those gusts when the glass top smashed to smithereens. Poor guy. I think he like us has had enough of Windy Willy’s carry on.

That was about it for a dull day. We did get an hour in the late afternoon when the wind dropped and the rain stopped and I wandered the garden searching for subjects. I finally settled on some rhododendron buds that are beginning to plump up. Developed in Lightroom, Photoshop 2023 and in On1 2024. It looked presentable after that.

Tomorrow we’re intending getting compost for Nelly and some bulbs for Scamp.

A Day in the Toon – 30 January 2024

Our ‘unofficial’ anniversary.

As planned it was going to be a wander round town and then lunch in Wagamama in West George Street. Before that there were prezzies and a card to give out, but I’d been wearing my prezzy for about a week already, a pair of photographer’s gloves with the tip of the index finger and thumb able to fold back to allow a better grip when focusing and also to ensure that the ‘shutter finger’ actually pressed the shutter! Scamp’s was jewellery, because I know she loves shiny things. She had to wait until today to get her’s!

We got the bus in to Glasgow and just wandered. Mostly window shopping although Scamp did manage to pick up a new dress for a bargain price. I got a paint brush, but not for painting. It’s going to be a sensor cleaner that can be charged up with an air blower and will pick up the tiny little bits of fluff that get caught in the corners of the sensor. It’s much smaller than my big sensor cleaner and will be perfect for what I’m looking for.

As usual, we started out in a Nero with a coffee, then down Buchanan Street along to Cass Art to get the brush then along to Jamaica Street which led us down to the Clyde. Next stop was on the Clyde Walkway for me to photograph the new graffiti that had appeared. This isn’t gang tags although there are some, this is artistic painting on a grand scale. A 10 foot high wall is covered with artwork. Always worth a look. We walked back towards St Enoch because Scamp thought she’d get a holiday bag there. She didn’t. What she did find was a dress shop called Klass which had been recommended by one of the Tea Dance ladies. That’s where the dress came from. We walked back on to Argyle Street and listened to a Rock ’n’ Roll trio called, ‘The Best Bad Influence’, playing in the street. They were good and Scamp put some money in their box.

I was heading for Waterstones to see what books were new. On the way I took some photos of reflections in a big puddle and the best one got PoD. A little bit of jiggery pokery needed, but it looked good when it was finished. From there it was up to West George Street for lunch in Wagamama. Starters were Bang Bang Cauliflower (lovely, but spicy!) and Ebi Katsu (Butterflied prawns coated in panko breadcrumbs and deep fried – delicious). Mains were Prawn Raisukaree (mild curry with prawns and veg with rice) for Scamp and Chicken and Prawn Yaki Soba (noodles with chicken, prawn, egg and peppers) for me. All washed down with a glass of wine each.

We walked up to The Counting House a Wetherspoons pub on George Square. G&T for two, then the X37 back to Condorrat and walked home.

Really a quite excellent day. The rain stayed off and the sun shone. Who could ask for more?

Tomorrow looks windy and wet. No plans for it so far.

Hardly past the door – 28 January 2024

After a fairly late night last night, today was inevitably less than early rise.

The day didn’t help, either. Dull and dreary with occasional rain showers. That didn’t encourage either of us to get up and go out. Also for my part, there was the fact that Mr Bezos was dropping by some time in the next ten hours to hand me a parcel to be disappeared as quickly as it arrived. In actual fact, Mr Bezos or his representative arrived dripping wet about six hours later, but that didn’t matter. The spell was cast and the parcel promptly disappeared as predicted.

Eating lunch we watched the Sunday morning of Laura Kuensberg ripping into potential prime ministers (by their way of it) and politicians competing for who could tell the biggest whopper and get away with it. None of them managed it and an invited group of 50 of “The Ordinary People” told them all they weren’t fooling anyone, apart from one bloke who said he though Boris had done a great job. There’s always one.

Scamp and I spent most of the afternoon clearing out unwanted or un-needed files from her computer to allow it some breathing space to get stuff done. We were partly successful and after a few bad starts, we achieved what we set out to do. The computer is a bit leaner now, but could really do with being a bit cleaner still.

The wind still blew and the rain drizzled on and I didn’t really see any point in going out. Dinner was chicken pakora which was really chicken bites covered in a spicy hot coating. Not anything like a real pakora, but interesting enough to eat. The main was Thai Green Curry which was an easy cook curry paste with added chicken and coconut milk. But I must admit it was fairly authentic. Pudding was Eve’s Pudding which I’d bought yesterday in M&S and hidden in the fridge, but which Scamp had ferreted out, easily.

We spoke to Jamie later and heard that things are moving on a pace. Walls have still to come down and be rebuilt, but more construction work is being completed on the chimney in the lounge. Good to hear positive news.

PoD was a tabletop shot of wee glass bell jar filled with dried flowers. Scamp got it as part of her Christmas. It’s sitting on top of an upturned jam jar covered with some lovely red velvet which is supported at the back by a beer bottle on the right and a cardboard box on the right. The whole ensemble is lit by two cheap COB lights bought in Home Bargains. ’Oh what a tangled web we weave. When first we practice to deceive’. Or to put it another way, “What the eye doesn’t see, the heart doesn’t grieve after.”!

Tomorrow is an open book at present. Nothing planned and nothing much to do so far. Maybe some light shopping, just to keep us busy.