In playful mood ....
1st
August 2018 (Wednesday)
..... 08.00 we
have a quiet kind of
morning; there’s a
light southerly breeze, the sky is overcast, and it’s warm. It looks like the grey sky could break up and
give us some sunny spells later. It a fine
morning for doing things .... and I’m feeling mair like myself. In fact if my knee wisnae bothering me I’d
have an escapade of some kind. Must go
... slight flap on .... I haven’t been down to the beach yet.
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| Elie Bay this morning. |
09.00 I
shouldn’t have gone to the beach.
There are/were empty bottles on the pavement, broken ones in Cross Wynd,
and more empty ones around Nana’s Seat;
all detracting from the character of our wee villages. And .... most likely there will broken
glass on the beach.
21.30 Oh my word;
it’s been rainin’ and I was been browsin’ my auld photographs, and stuff,
.... when I found this poem that I wrote for Maggie. With this month being the ninth anniversary
of her dying, I thought it apt to start August with it....
Alber’…on growing old (2009)
I’m
likin’ old –
Wellll
…apart from my knees!
- everything cauld,
and
the occasional sneeze!
I
get up in the mornin’-
give
the mirror a glower!
and
think ”that’s got tae go” –
as I
head for the shower.
Singing
in the shower as I
check
aw ma ‘plooks’,
I
give what’s left o’ my hair
the
fondest of looks.
Watching
the water gurgle slowly awa’
I
think- “it’ll rin a lot faster
when I’ve nae hair ata.”
But…
there’s nae point in thinkin’ o’ hair that is gone,
there’s
a braw sunny mornin’ needin’
things
tae be done!
At
last I get roadit’ an oot
….. on my bike,
Maggie
“nippin ma lugs”
as I
whip oot o’ sight.
“I’m
awa tae the Paper Shop in Elie my Dear”.
“Dinnae be lang” shouts Maggie… as I fast
disappear!
Twa
hours later and…. I‘m back at the gate –
“I’ve
meandered roond Elie Estate”.
“I’ll
give ye Elie Estate” says The Boss.
“We’re
supposed tae be shoppin -
now
that’s a dead loss”!
What
I like best…
about getting old,
Is
the fact that Alber’ is becoming
mair bold.
“What’s
that Maggie? You’re looking for me?
You
want me tae make you a
fresh pot o’ tea”.
“OK
my walking flower arrangement I’ll do what I’m told”!
…..in
comes the Auld Alber’ and oot goes….
the bold!
It
has been another quiet day for ‘The Boy’.
I biked up to Elie for the papers, and had not one but two cups of
coffee in Harbour House..... and enjoyed a good chat mostly about old farming
etc.
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| Kincraig Cliffs - Earlsferry. |
The
intention was to do Elie Estate today, but once again the weather didn’t look promising,
so the Estate has been left for another day.
Since then I have been ‘working' on the computer.
Tomorrow’s
weather is forecast to be warm, and mostly overcast... with the chance of some light
rain later in the afternoon. I have an
appointment with the Doctor in the morning to find out what the next move is re
my knee.
