Productive mood ....
11th
May 2018 (Friday)
... 08.00 It was ‘bright and sunny’,
but a layer of
cloud has moved in and it looks like being a grey, but dry, day....
bonnie, but I’d prefer some more sunny days.
There is a light wind from, my least favourite direction, the East. I
haven’t been out for a walk, but I have done the ironing.
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| Cherry Blossom - Letham Glen, Leven. |
08.30 This is me trying out the computer keyboard
having cleaned it; hoovered the finger nail clippings and
biscuits crumbs oot , and given it a good clean. Actually I need a new keyboard; seven of the letter have worn off and are
just blank, black squares. Apart from
that, everything seems to be working.
Now... I must go and definitely have breakfast.
21.30 I’ve had an active day, not physically active; more organising active. It’s been a good day for organising. I
now have an appointment with the doctor to see about my knee (on Tuesday), and
the car goes in for its MOT on Wednesday.
Next week is going to be a busy week.
I phoned George (Gordon) to let him know I was
thinking of going to Leven, but he’s harder to catch up with than I am .... and
catching up with me is nigh on impossible.
Anyway I went to Leven to organise the car, and go to B n Q’s, Sainsbury’s,
and a charity shop to hand in, and take out, some books: I need some bedtime reading. On the way in to Leven I’d noticed that the
cherry trees in Letham Glen are in blossom, so
I went in to Letham Glen, on the
way out of Leven, to get a few photographs of them - the aforementioned cherry
trees. Letham Glen cherry trees are always gorgeous
when in blossom, but it isn’t long before the ground is covered in pale pink ‘snow’.
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| Letham Glen - Leven. |
Pot
–holes; that’s what I’ve been thinking about
lately. I used to think that, no matter
where you drove in Britain, you could always recognise a Fife driver; they’re the ones that hug the centre line of
roads.... to avoid pot-holes. Not
so; apparently pot-holes originated in
the 1980’s and have now reached plague proportions on UK roads. The Ferry
Road pot-holes are the ones that got me thinking, that, being a ‘pot – hole filler
must be one of the least satisfying jobs in Britain: the ‘team’ has to go around filling the holes
that have been marked, with yellow paint by a, presumably superior, person who
recognises a pot-hole. In Ferry road, up
near St Ford, a few holes have been filled, leaving the unmarked ones to
develop into proper pot holes; there obviously
has to be a decisive factor to becoming a proper pot-hole, deserving of being
marked with the yellow
paint. Actually
I wouldn’t mind the job of being a pot hole marker; it would be a braw job on a sunny day, I’d only go out on sunny days. Probably get a van to bumble around in. Moan over. Well no it isn’t: when I’m at it I used to think that litter
louts were a pain in the butt, but they are in fact ‘job creators’; I saw a team the other week ‘litter picking’
at the side of the road. That’s the
moan definitely over; and I do feel
better for it.
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| Letham Glen - Leven. |
Tomorrow? Hmmm;
I haven’t really thought about tomorrow; I guess I was too busy thinking about
pot-holes. Actually the weather forecast for Saturday is ‘good’;
sunny spells, and warmer..... after some
overnight rain. Sunday isn’t very
promising .... better chance of rain.
