Ferry Hall Coffee Morning .....
4th
November 2017 (Saturday) ....
07.30 Hmmmmm .... we’ve had a shower
of rain, so
everything is wet; however it looks
like being a bonnie enough
day, though we might catch the odd shower
later. I’m looking forward to the Coffee Morning in
the Town Hall .... having not been in the hall for a number of years. Must go ‘slight flap on’ .... the ‘girls’
will be looking for their breakfast!
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| Some of 'the girls'. |
21.00 That’s another lovely, albeit on the cool
side; jackets, and woollen hats essential.....
especially when I was down there in the late afternoon. But I’m getting ahead of myself .... there
was much action before late afternoon!
The
Ferry Hall Coffee Morning was a popular event;
the background chatter was deafening at times.... always a good sign at
coffee mornings! Kirsty was there
.... this is the fourth day in a row that Kirsty and I have bumped into each other:
we’d be talked about ... if there was
enough people in the Ferry to spread the news! I enjoyed catching up with Dave and Joyce...
they live a long way off.... ‘East by’ .... in Elie. Jimmy and I missed the Kinneuchar Coffee
morning .... Steve bumbled his way in to the Ferry Hall and we ended up
chatting.
This
was my last day feeding, and chatting to, the ‘girls’ up at Balmonth. I’m sure they will give Sandy and ‘M’ a
welcome round of clucking; and a few
eggs, tomorrow morning. I managed to
get a photograph that shows the
difference between a ‘normal’ hen, and a rescued one, of the same breed. I can’t remember the name of the breed, but
they aren’t ‘Rhodies’ (Rhode Island Reds).
Sandy did tell me ... it might be Golden Comet. They are bonnie, and happy ‘girls’.
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| Earlsferry Hall Coffee Morning. |
Jimmy
was running out of supplies so we went to Leven in the afternoon. Traffic was being diverted at Balchrystie,
and we had to travel to Leven via Largoward.... and the diversions were still
active when we came back. There had
been a bad accident at Drumeldrie, between a car and a motor bike.
Tomorrow
the ‘plan’ is to go to the kirk; I’m
looking forward to having a sleep in tomorrow morning; as long as I get ‘up’ in time to go to the
kirk. This past week I have made a point
of being up at Balmonth at 08.00 (ish)... and midday. That’s the way it is with livestock; they depend on us, being there with their
food. I think the biggest surprise for
me was seeing them, devour yoghurt and pasta:
modern kitchen scraps when you think about
it. At the end of the day I felt like I’d done
a day’s work.... and ... I suppose I have to say it ... “I ain’t no chicken!”
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| Evening time on the beach. |
Photographs
: Top – the girls ... the one on the right is older, and has all her feathers; the other ‘girls’ will look like her next
Spring, Middle – The Ferry Hall this morning, and Bottom – I know this photo is
repetitive, but I like to see folk enjoying ‘my’ beach,.... they bring the beach, and a photograph to life!
