Some days are filled with sunshine. Other days are dull. Today was dull and the highlight was going for the messages.
Scamp drove us to The Fort today, or to be more precise, she drove us to Morrisons at The Fort. We needed some messages and it was a dull day. Also the wee Red car needed a run to charge its battery and to get its wheels moving again. Scamp doesn’t like the twisty roads I drive on to The Fort and also there were roadworks on part of that route that were predicted to last for months and months, so we went by an alternative route. It took us through Stepps, Ruchazie, Garthamlock and finally Provanhall, not Easterhouse, Provanhall. There is a difference. I admit I was lost for most of the journey after Stepps. There page markers had nearly all disappeared. Where was the Golfers Rest? Where was the bit of the canal that used to run parallel to the road. The Monkland Canal. Gone was the answer. Then as Scamp recited the names of places as we drove past, bits of it came back. All things change.
We missed a turning at The Fort and drove on to Morrisons. The order we visited them in was unimportant. We bought some messages, but the main thing that Scamp had come for Branston Fruity Sauce was unavailable. It wasn’t until we came home and I did a bit of internet digging that we discovered that Rich and Fruity Sauce, had been added to the list of over 400 products have been recalled after they were found to contain the carcinogen Sudan 1. This was a bit surprising and worrying as the recall happened in 2005 and we still have an ‘in date’ bottle of the sauce in the cupboard! I blame Brexit.
On the way back we did stop at The Fort. Scamp wanted to go to M&S and I wanted to look for a book in Waterstones. Both of us came back empty handed. Scamp couldn’t find anything that suited her and I refused to pay £16 for a book I could get for £9 in Amazon. She drove us home and I managed to find some of the places that I’d lost on the way in, or to be more correct I managed to find a school where the Golfers Rest used to be and a motorway slip road that was the Monkland Canal.
In the morning I found today’s photo in the bathroom. It’s a close up of Scamp’s swimming goggles that she wears to prevent soap from getting in her eyes when she’s washing her hair. I liked the water droplets on the goggles and the shine on the chrome tap. There’s a group on Flickr where some of my photos land, called The Monochrome Mind. For the first time in ages, I saw this photo in Black & White, not colour. It went in to that group today. A wee abstract for a change.
We had fish ’n’ chips tonight for dinner. Smoked haddock and chips to be more precise. Best bit of fish I’ve had for ages. Beautifully cooked by Scamp.
Tomorrow it’s sequins and dance shoes. We’re hoping to go to a tea dance in Paisley.