Wednesday, 1 July 2015

I am back



I’m back after a lengthy gap – the details of which I shall not bore you with. 

At the weekend, after a scary journey down from Scotland, GB came to The Wirral to pick me up and take me back North.  This is GB – brother, friend, carer, caterer, chauffeur, and host for the next few weeks.



We stayed on Sunday night at the Royal Dunkeld in Dunkeld and on the way GB found a spot from which I could photograph Stirling Castle, something I have never managed to do before.



On Monday we paused at The Blair Atholl watermill which I had never seen before.



This nearby building looks like a fulling mill.


One advantage of not being in a hurry and having an amenable chauffeur (as both GB and Partner are) is that one can turn around and take photos when you pass something attractive.  This is the old packhorse bridge at Carrbridge.
 


 


As we got further into The Highlands the patches of snow on the tops got larger and larger, even on South facing slopes.



This is the new ferry, MV Loch Seaforth, coming in to berth at Ullapool.  The cars were soon loaded and we were on our way across The Minch to the Outer Hebrides.



Hopefully there will be more blog posts in the near future including one on Scottish postboxes and another on some of the changes to the Island since I was last here a couple of years ago.

Tuesday, 12 May 2015

Invisible Illnesses



People are often kind enough to ask how I am.  The answer is usually ‘OK’ or ‘Fine’.  That is for the simple reason that if I’m not OK I am unlikely to be communicating in any form. On average I have one or two ‘Good’ Days each week, a couple of Bad Days and the rest are Liveable With….    Good, of course, is a relative term.  

I met some old friends recently and was delighted to do so – on two counts.  Firstly because I wanted to see them.  Secondly because it was one of those days when I was well enough to keep my appointment with them.  I was picked up by She-who-used to-organise-me and her partner.  They enquired how I was and vice versa – we all said ‘Fine’ with a laugh that indicated we all knew how each other really was but were happy not to go into it.  ‘Fine’ covers a multitude of aches, pains and problems.   I had some idea of her partner’s health issues and they know mine so we didn’t need to go into detail or justify how we were well enough that day to go visiting.

When we got to our destination a couple of folk who hadn’t seen me for years commented how well I was looking.  What do you do when someone says that? I was very tempted to go into details as to all the things that were wrong with me and how I was only there because it was a ‘Good’ day.  However I refrained. I just smiled and thanked them.  It's what you do...



Saturday, 9 May 2015

May 9th



This has to be one of my favourite days of the year.  It's my younger daughter's birthday and the garden is really springing into life as are all the hedgerows.   


And I love the idea of it being  Lost Sock Memorial Day.




It is also the day that the Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Fairies was founded.    

 
I know those two because of Messymimi’s super blog.  Despite its title the publisher of this book  (at the request of the Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Fairies) notes that no fairies were injured or killed in the manufacturing process...   Lady Cottington's Pressed Fairy Book  by Terry Jones, Brian Froud - A fairy book that is the diary kept by Lady Cottington. Instead of pressing flowers in it, she pressed fairies. Handwritten and handsomely bound, this fairy book is as surprising as it is pleasing. 



Thursday, 7 May 2015

So true!


Wednesday, 6 May 2015

Happy 175th Anniversary



 Especially for those who still post letters and cards-

6th May 1840 - a day that changed the world with the introduction of The Penny Black – the world's first pre-paid uniform rate postage stamp.

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