Foggy morning ....
3rd
June 2018 (Sunday)
.... 08.30 A foggy start to
Sunday; the hope is that the sun will
burn it back and we end up with a warm and sunny afternoon. Not
that I can do very much when it’s hot,
humid and sunny, but I can enjoy sitting in the Hutte and relaxing. I’ll go to Leven after breakfast; it’s a good morning for shopping.
Main Street Kinneuchar. |
18.00 I
bought a ‘half leg of lamb’ when I was shopping this morning; I hadn’t a clue
what to do with it when I bought it.... but good old ‘Goog’ came up with the
answer. It’s now in the oven and there’s
a lovely aroma coming from the kitchen.
I’ll make individual Shepherd’s Pies with what remains after ‘dinner’
tonight.
The
weather has been ... well ... a bit mixed.
We’ve had spits and spots of rain at times, and the sun did break
through the clouds, but only briefly.
It is warm and humid.
Kinneuchar Kirk. |
21.00 I don’t know how it happened but the lamb
turned out very tasty. The first thing
I did when I read the ‘rools’ was dump the fripperies; nae garlic butter (I didn’t have garlic), nae
Rosemary... didn’t have that either, and nae ‘carving’; I just cut lumps off it. It was perfect with mashed tautties,
vegetables and lamb gravy. The next
time I do this I will use the ‘fripperies’... and find out what I was
missing. I enjoyed my dinner... and
there’s loads left to make a few Shepherds Pies.
I
went up to Kinneuchar in the evening.
The weather has been dull and drab for most
of the day, and even
Kinneuchar was looking melancholy. Maybe a graveyard wasn’t the place to go on
a grey evening. I had a wander round
the cemetery, ‘spoke’ to my parents, Jimmy, Skipper and Hilda and a load of
other folk that I remember from yesteryear.
Too many when I think about it - I must be growing older right enough.
Earlsferry High Street. |
Tomorrow
is going to be much the same as today... and I don’t have a ‘plan’. If it is dry I might bitumen the inside of
the rhone; it means climbing the ladder,
but my knees need the exercise! I’ll
see how I feel in the morning. Everything
I do has to be done in the morning or evening;
the hot part of the day is siesta time.