There wasn’t much to say about today other than it all went smoothly … for once.
Breakfast in the hotel and then with our bags already packed we signed out and walked down the hill to catch a bus. And that’s where I saw The Beast. It’s a Ryker Trike with either a 600cc or 900cc engine and the meanest looking accessories you’re likely to see anywhere. I saw it first on Monday when we were climbing the hill to the hotel, but I wanted a few more shots of it today when I knew we had time in hand. Time in hand, yes. Money in hand for a 900cc trike? I think not. With prices starting at £10,000 plus delivery, it’s a bit out of my league, but it is a smart looking piece of kit. We walked on.
Found the place the Ember buses call home and waited for our bus to arrive. It didn’t take long and after the driver had done his visual check to make sure there were no fivers stuck in the seats, he allowed us on. Now we knew the routine. Scamp went first and scanned her phone then her card. I just needed to scan my card and a few minutes later we were on our way. Another comfortable journey and were dropped at Cumbersheugh bus stance where an X3 filled the space the Ember 3 had just vacated. That got us home and the sun was still shining.
Scamp walked down to the shops to get dinner which was a strange concoction of Hasselback Potatoes with rosemary, Masala spiced chicken breast and Peas, Courgettes and Leeks. All cooked in the oven except the greens which were done in the microwave. I don’t think I liked the veg, but I can’t say why. Scamp said it was ‘alright’ but her chicken was tough. Maybe we’ll get back to auld claes and purrich tomorrow and we’ll feel better for it.
We did go dancing tonight in Kirsty’s class, but it was all a bit of a shambles. Too many folk who hadn’t practised since last week’s class (and I include myself in that group), trying to dance on a floor that was far too small. It was a disaster waiting to happen that turned, instead, into a shambles. I must try to put this Tango together before next week and that will mean practising.
PoD was The Beast. Just a dream for me, but for some lucky individual, a bike to turn heads!
That was it for the end of the belated birthday present. A really good three days away in a place we haven’t been to in a long while.
Tomorrow I’m out in the morning to go to Larky to get my eyes tested.