A fine Sunday tempted us out for lunch and a drive around . . .
The European Union Flag
The European Union
The old fences were decaying with time and were held up by stays added over the years, and then some gales in the new year finished things off. so we had to break open the piggy bank.
This is an attempt to make use of the word press gallery plugins. Several were tried including Envira and Foo but this NextGen Gallery tool seems to be the easiest (though not simple by any means !) for the likes of this author.
The photos were all taken in February 2018 and looking back over the year so far, I am amazed that we were out in sunshine that early.
Since then sunshine has been in short supply.
No, not the UK Government !
After a week or two of wondering whether we had a slow puncture or a leaking valve or what ever, the garage had the wheel off today and there was a whopping great worn down nail in the tread.
£18.00 later we hope all is well.
Back in May of 2017 I tried continuing this blog on Blogger as I thought it might be easier to maintain. In some ways it was, but the old Word Press blog needed updating on a regular basis so as not to become a security liability so here we are back again, large as life, and twice as handsome, as my Mother used to say . . .
Stay tooned . . .
Another cold day made to feel colder by a strong, gusty easterly wind. Bits of strato cumulus speed along but there is more blue sky than cloud. Snow flakes bounce about in the air but fortunately don’t seem to either settle, or multiply.
The photo, alas, was taken when the cloud exceeded the blue sky !
Sorry about that.
In The Cobbler of Preston 1716, Christopher Bullock wrote : “Tis impossible to be sure of any thing but Death and Taxes”, so says Wikipedia and other on line references . . .
Well, here, it is, the modern version : ” ‘Tis impossible to be sure of any thing but Snow and Council Tax . . . ”
A bright sunny day between the showers. The snow is not settling, but still succeeds in looking wintry.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, the Council Tax Bill has arrived and has been paid. So, hopefully, we are not going to be turned out just yet.
Viaduct in the middle of nowhere . . .
The old line to Stranraer from the West Coast main line where it passed over the Big Water of Fleet.
Standing and looking at it I could not but help reflect on the tremendous waste of capital investment we have been guilty of over the years. Now everything has to go along the A75 and we don’t seem to have the money to keep it in proper repair any more. It has many potholes and people are complaining about damage to their cars. Some repairs have taken place but the ongoing bad weather has already loosened up the filling and we are fast going back to square one.
Nothing very special here, just some pleasant views that we came across a month or so ago, between Auchencairn and Balcary . . .
The hills at the head of the Bay.