12th
May 2018 (Saturday)
.... 09.30 There must have been a
fair amount
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| Pittenweem. |
of rain overnight because everything is wet; and the potholes have vanished .... but, only under water; ever read to ambush the unwary!. I took the car to go for the paper, and
ended up going to Pittenweem to have a walk round the harbour. It’s a really bright, sunny morning. It’s so bright in fact that I have a migraine coming on, having gone
out without my sunglasses. I
enjoyed a walk out on the middle pier (Pittenweem); with this being the weekend the harbour was
quiet, in fact there was only myself and a couple of dog walkers enjoying the
early morning air.
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| Pittenweem. |
21.30 It’s been a bonnie day, and the villages
have been busy; I’m judging that by the
traffic on Ferry Road. I’ve been lying low at Ivy most of the day;
I don’t know if it’s the migraine, or
the pills I take, but I’ve been feeling lethargic most of the day. Luckily George turned up, and we chatted in the Hutte for a couple of
hours. I did potter around with the
bike; changing the seat and adjusting
the brakes etc, so it is ready to go.
Oh and I did a spot of painting:
but mostly it’s been a Soduko day.
Funnily enough I’m beginning to feel better now that the heat has gone
out of the day. (Summer time is my
migraine season). I’m lucky; some folk can have eight, or more, migraines
a month.
It
looks like we could wake up to light rain tomorrow morning.... and could be
with us most of the morning. The wind
is from the East – and it’s rare for any good to come out of the East. I might have a ‘sleep in’ .... I haven’t had
one of those for a wee
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while: the ‘plan’
was to get out (early) on Maggie’s bike, but that will have to wait until later
in the afternoon. If it is raining in
the morning, I will make some
scones; I haven’t done that for some time,
because I’m supposed to be dieting. A
freshly baked scone, with butter ad strawberry jam is irresistible; the diet will begin again on Monday!
With
me having a lazy day I don’t have much to ‘report’. I guess I should get orf to bed early, and
read my book. This book is about a sixteen
year old bloke called “Pagan”, who joins
the Knights Templar to become a Squire
to a Knight on one of the Crusades.
