Busy boy ....
14th
July 2018 (Saturday).....
13.30
It has been a cracker o’ a morning....
more or less the same weather as
we had in Cornwall, but thankfully, not as hot.
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| Elie Harbour this morning. |
After
all the travelling yesterday I had an excellent night’s sleep, and got out of
bed early feeling, highly energetic. I
had most of the holiday washing on the line by 06.15. The second, and last batch I hung out 20
minutes ago. In between the two ‘washings’,
Moira took me up to Arncroach to pick up my car (where it had been on holiday),
from where I went straight to Sainsbury’s, Leven to buy some vital
necessities..... food. I was able to get
the car moored up, fairly easily, on Links Road: the ‘Royal Burgh’ will most likely be ‘Full’
by this evening. This is the start of
the busy holiday season.
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| The "Paper Shop" - Elie. |
I
meant to by one of those wrinkly expanding hoses when I was in Leven, but
completely forgot. It’s not vital but
would be easier to manage than the ‘thing’ I’ve got just now: which acts like a skinny, extremely hungry,
boa- constrictor.
21.30 The villages are ‘alive’ again.... with
loads of people enjoying the summer weather.
It was 25c in Ivy garden this afternoon; I was uprooting weeds in that heat. This is perfect weeding weather and the ‘broon’
bucket is nearly full.... and it doesn’t go out for a couple of weeks.
All
the time I was off on holiday I didn’t have a single migraine: since I got back
home I’ve had two. I’m thinking they (the migraines) could be
stress related; worrying about where the car is going to be
parked etc. I suppose I could knock
the wall down and have off street parking, but the last time Maggie and I tried
for that we were told we couldn’t destroy the last piece of original wall on
the street as Ivy is a listed building).
To be honest .... I really like the privacy that the wall gives....
and I love my roses.
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| The Cornish flag. |
The
weather is to be cloudier but warm tomorrow;
in fact it is to be warm overnight.
I’ve nae plan for tomorrow: I
might go through Elie estate, on the bike, after I go for the paper.
