1st
October 2019 (Tuesday) 08.00
.... There’s brisk breeze from the
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| Sunrise time this morning. |
Northeast this morning and it’s definitely
colder than of late; it’s a wrap up well
morning. It was cold on the beach as
you’d expect, but not too bad sheltered by the dunes. Sunrise was hidden by low cloud but there
was a busy sky and I am a happy boy. I
must remember to wear two gloves in future;
the hand without the glove was not warm! My lovely 'M' is going home at the right time... it's Springtime in New Zealand.
16.00 I have an appointment with Sarah at the Hairdresser on Thursday so I hope
it’s warmer by then. Jings .... I couldn’t
believe it when I got to the roundabout at the top of Scoonie brae and met up
with temporary traffic lights: yes ....
roadworks there again. I don’t know
for how long. Someone must have found
a new ‘old map’ with an ‘X’ on it! It
was chaos at the bottom roundabout on the way home.
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| Kinneuchar loch this afternoon. |
Hey
the auld car looks good after being through the car wash; I must do that at least three times a year!
Jim
was in brilliant form today; he even
enjoyed the cuppa I made to go with the two goodies I took in. I’m getting the hang of things at Leven
Beach; now that I know where the kettle
is.
21.00 My word it is cauld tonight; I’ve just been out locking up the Hutte, and
there’s a bitter wind blowing from the Northeast. Lovely ‘M’ is going back to New Zealand at
the right time.... but she is going to me missed here. Tomorrow is going to be ‘bright breezy and
cool’ .... in fact it’s going to be a
good drying day. I’m not going anywhere
tomorrow, by that I mean Leven as I’m going there on Thursday to the
Hairdresser; and I’ll visit Jim. Tomorrow will be a ‘work around Ivy day’.. ...
with
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| The Toft - Elie. |
time out for coffee at Harbour House, and a play on the bike: it has a fully charged battery; and I’ll go to the beach for my pre-breakfast
breath of fresh air.... with two gloves.
There won’t be much work done around Ivy I’m thinkin’.
This
afternoon I grabbed the bike and did the
‘Grand Tour’ because although cool it was a bonnie, and I was feeling
energetic.... and I have to keep myself occupied to stop myself thinking of ‘M’
going so far away.
21.30 Oh dear .... I’ve been browsing the 1941 Census
records to see if I could find my birth entry (1938) .... and of course it was
there; as was the one of my sister
Robina who only lived a few days... she had a Birth and Death Certificate
(1940). I feel sad now.... no, sad isn’t
the word... probably thoughtful would be a better word. Before we left Birse in 1943 I remember
walking with my parents to Birse kirk to say cheerio to ‘Robina’: my baby brother Hendry was in the pram. I have never been back but I must go there
the next time I’m up in Aberdeenshire. We
lost another sister, Marjory (1943) who lived for six weeks... I can remember
her being kept in an ‘iron lung’ I think it was; her lungs were not fully developed when she
was born. Nowadays she would have
survived. Marjory will be on the 1951
census that comes out in 2023. You get, at least I did, a strange feeling reading your own name in official records.
