The Steading . . .

We had a pleasant drive to South Queensferry where we made use of the loos in the Forth Bridge Bistro and bought some post cards. We then made our way through the road works and construction of the new Forth Bridge to North Queensferry and managed to park in the street and get into Rankin’s deli, where we had a snack and coffee. We wandered about North Queensferry and took some photos. The new bridge is well on towards completion and in height dwarfs the existing bridge. It is thought provoking to see all the building and construction work which has to be put in place before hand so that the bridge itself can be built. Then of course, it will all have to be dismantled and removed.


We followed the Fife Coastal Route, well signposted in some places, but unsigned sometimes just where you need it, as far as Elie, where we stopped in what used to be the Elie Coffee Shop, but is now continuing under another name. A good quality coffee shop which deserves to continue.

Then on again with the sat nav leading the way to the Tay Bridge, through Dundee (a slow process – 40 mph even on dual carriageways) up the main road to Arbroath where we did grocery shopping at ASDA before finding our way to West Seaton Farm. We found the keys under the dustbin, but went to the farm to find Mrs. Lang and she showed us into the cottage, and pointed out where everything was. She (not a young lady by any description) shinned up a step ladder and put three pound coins which I gave her, into the coin meter for the electricity, and then we were on our own. It is an excellent cottage, part of the original farm steading buildings, and she is charging us only £300 for the week.

The notable thing about today’s drive (to me, the driver) was that every town or village had a 20 mph speed limit through it. More than I have ever seen anywhere. It is actually very hard to drive at 20 mph, not quite right for either 2nd or 3rd gear. And of course it seems terribly slow, and does indeed make the journey noticeably longer, and more tiring for the driver. In our home town a pedestrian crossing has in the last few days been converted in to a raised causeway across the road over which one has to drive with great care to avoid being severely and painfully jarred. Local residents to whom I have spoken dislike it intensely. Well, sign of things to come, just about every such crossing we have met in Scotland is now the same, and there are speed “cushions” everywhere. It is as though it is all part of a concerted campaign to make motoring as difficult and unpleasant as possible.

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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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