Fannyside – 22 March 2026

I went out this morning to see if anyone had reasonably priced petrol.

Only one set of pumps had anything less than144.9p and it was a pump that I’d never used before with very few cars at it, so I stuck toe the tried and tested Tesco one at an extortionate 144.9p. How to these companies get away with selling the fuel they’ve had in their tanks for weeks at such a markup?

Anyway, I bit the bullet, filled the tank and drove over to Fannyside on the road to Slamannan and I drove at 50mph, just to make sure I got the best value for my money.

When I left home, the weather was cool with a gentle breeze, but by the time I got to Fannyside it was blowing a Hoolie and the temperature had dropped significantly. Still, I’d come to get some photos looking across the wild land and I knew I’d get some good landscapes. As it happened, it wasn’t the landscape that grabbed my attention, it was an old gnarled bush covered in bright yellow lichen. I got a few shots of the bush and also some decent landscapes and cloudscapes. Fannyside rarely lets you down. There is always something interesting to record and I’d forgotten all about the price of the petrol that took me there.

With some decent photos in the bag, I drove home to a lovely smell of stew in the kitchen. Dinner was going to be Stew with carrots, potatoes and cauliflower. Scamp had made it, not me. I can make stew, but not to the same level as Scamp’s. She had a stew made from barley and lentils and the same veg as I had.

We spoke to Jamie in the evening and gave him the full version of our trip to speak to Scamp’s consultant during the week. We also confirmed our dates for the next visit to Scotland and heard about their discussion with Andrew.

Watched a tedious Death in Paradise and then half an ancient Simon & Garfunkel concert that brightened the day and had us both singing along. We’re halfway through the concert and hopefully will see the rest tomorrow.

PoD was that yellow lichen.

No great plans for tomorrow, but we are hoping to get a bit of dancing practise.

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