Looking back at 2018 . . .

January 2018

In January we paid a visit to Port William, and called in at the Isle of Whithorn on the way home. We caught the community tea room shortly before it closed for the day but had a cuppa while the ladies cleared up.

The “Mariner” at Kippford.

A visit to the Mariner Hotel at Kippford where they do very good fish and chips – mackerel if you are lucky.

Kirkcudbright – the Harbour Cottage Gallery.

The Harbour Cottage Gallery exhibition in March.

Some blog changes.

April must have been quiet on the photography front. But I seem to have been re-jigging my blogging !

Minniwick pots.

May was the month of the open studios. One such was Andy Priestman’s pottery at Minniwick near Glen Trool village. We were very taken with the pots and Andy took a lot of our money !

Funeral flowers

June turned out to be a sad month in that our daughter in law lost her grandfather.

Sorting out.

In July we were sorting out stuff that had been dumped as we moved in house in the previous year. No point in rushing things !

Lacecap hydrangea

By July summer had arrived and we had to do a lot of watering in order to keep things alive.

Plant Fair.

Kirkcudbright Autumn Plant Fair in mid September. Summer has departed and it is a grey day and cool.

The Festival of Light was in October. The weather did not help, but plenty of people turned out to see the effects.

November, the month of remembrance – a hundred years after the armistice of 1918, the “war to end all wars”, but we managed to have another one just over twenty years later.

In December we had a fleeting visit from our American family, here seen packing their bags on the morning of their departure via Glasgow to Iceland to see Santa Claus (not).

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Born 9 December 1933. Former Royal Air Force person. Retired Church of England Clergyman. Father. Grandfather, and now, Great Grandfather. Citizen of Europe and Fervent Remainer. Thinks that Members of Parliament and especially Ministers of the Crown, who lie to Parliament should be brought before a public tribunal where the evidence can be heard, and examined, and suitable penalties awarded.
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