27th
June 2016 (Monday)
..... 08.30 We have a ‘bright and breezy’ start to the
day, and it is forecast to be so for most of today. I went out to the front gate at
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| Yep .... the place to 'be' this morning! |
04.00 (in my
dressing gown) but, although it was
bright enough, it was very windy so I didn’t go out on the bike: in fact I had a look at the News, then went
back to bed, and eventually got myself ‘up and running’ at 06.30.
My
‘mission’ this morning is to take ‘Sooper Buggy’ along to St Monans; then get the bus back to Elie. I’ll then wander home via the beach, then
do some work related stuff.
21.00 ‘Bright and breezy’ was the weather
forecast... and ‘bright and breezy’ it has been; a really bonnie day. I had a nice walk along the beach .... a
surprisingly busy beach, considering it’s Monday .... on my way home from
delivering ‘Sooper Buggy’ to St Monans. Back at Ivy I did some housework, got the
boiler cupboard ready for the engineer to service the boiler tomorrow, ... and entertained
Jimmy. That took me up to ‘lite lunch’
time. No wonder I am tired!
After
lunch, I continued with the tidy up theme (‘M’ is coming along on Wednesday....
I’m going along to pick her up from St Monans) .... which explains the lovely
aroma of furniture polish that is still lingering around Ivy ... as I
type. I think I might have overdone
the polishing thing! This
all stopped when George phoned to say that
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| It's a hard life being a dog .... and 'me'. |
Sooper Buggy was ready to be picked
up. ‘She’ had to get a new catalyser, which
‘thing’ has certainly quietened her down.
For the last three years or so, she has sounded like a ‘healthy’ Harley Davidson...
now she sounds like a 49cc moped on Paracetemol.
While
waiting or the bus in Elie I ended up talking to a visitor sitting on Bert’s
Seat at the Bus stop. We talked about
churches, having discovered, in the course of our conversation that this was a subject
that we were both interested in. Then;
his ‘Boss’ came along, and they poodled
orf together. I felt kind of sad, and
jealous, watching them stroll along the street. Moira appeared so we chatted for a while...
until the bus turned up. Sooper Buggy
is back, in ‘The Ferry’, fuelled up and ready to roll. The garage put air in her tyres ... what a
difference that makes: Note to ‘me’
- must check the car tyres now and
again.
Janet
(skin and blister) phoned to tell me that ‘Dot’ had died in St Mar ...
no, not St Margaret’s, it is now Earlsferry House,... the other day. I remember ‘Dot’ from when
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| Favourite seat on the Ferry Bents. |
we lived at
Crathes; she was the daughter of our ‘next’
door neighbour; and was coortin’ Jimmy,
who became her husband when he finished his National Service. Next door isn’t “iggzactly” next door when
you live in the country, but you know what I mean. We lived at ‘Myrebird’ Crathes from 1943
until 1947. Janet and I are going to
Dot’s funeral, .... on Tuesday 5th July.
Photographs : all three taken when walking home
along the beach this mornin
