Sunday Afternoon Walk

Hullo ma wee blog,

This afternoon turned into a nice sunny few hours, so different from the dull and monochrome morning it had started out, so the Lovely G and I decided to flee the coop for an hour or two and head out for a walk. On Saturday I had suggested that if the day was good enough today we would go to North Berwick and have a walk through the town and out onto the rocks at the end of the harbour, with perhaps a stop off somewhere nice for a coffee, but as we were leaving later than expected I suggested - rather than drive the half hour to North Berwick - we change plans and just take a beach walk at Dunbar as Belhaven has a good stretch of sand along the bay and in sunny weather like this there are some great views out to The Bass Rock etc. Me being me, I took the camera along so here are some photo's taken while we were out.

I posted another photo of this ' Bridge to Nowhere'  last week. This one shows its true purpose - spanning a burn {stream} flowing into the bay here.

North Berwick Law in the distance.

Law is an old Scots word for hill and N.B. Law, one of several volcanic plugs in the area, stands over the town - a great viewpoint.

'Look what I found Mum'

The local surf school uses the bay here for practice and training.

The Bass Rock with the coastline of Fife about 8 miles behind across the estuary

Getting ready for home.

Lost feather - or unwanted gift for a cowardly surfer?

'This way's better Dad'.

We took the back roads home. This from the top of Spott hill.

The soil around us here is red - dramatically so at times.

Distant Dunbar.

See you later.

Listening to The Hollies, 'The Air That I Breathe'

dreich, dreich, dreich........Braw!

Hullo ma wee blog,

Happy New Year to you by the way.

Oh well, the forecast about snow I made came to nothing and the weather instead has been as curmudgeonly as me lately, sending sleet, rain and strong wind to batter the house and buffet the trees in the garden. Sunlight has been sparse and most of the days have been cold, grey and dreich, not the sparkling start to the year I was hoping for.

But on the bright side its been perfect for staying indoors listening smugly to howling winds and hailstones pattering windows. So far we have quietly been catching up on movies bought but not watched. Yesterday we caught up with 'Mamma Mia' - one the kovely G had seen at the cinema and had been given as a present during the year. {for maximum brownie points I might add. Clever boy, Al} I had successfully resisted attempts to be present for a ceremonial screening {thus losing any hard earned brownie points} until now. Grudgingly I had to admit that I had quite enjoyed it but not that I was humming along quietly {which I was} Then we watched 'Burn After Reading' which, like most of the Cohen bros movies, I found hilarious and totally fascinating, and finished up with 'Beowulf' which we enjoyed too but both agreed that Ray Winstone was miscast - even for an animated version - as his East end London accent exclaiming "I have come to kill your monshter!" was hilarious.

After a late breakfast we didn't feel like anything other than some cheese, fruit and biscuits for dinner. Its not been a holiday of gorging ourselves this year at all and the freezer is still groaning with Christmas goodies.

Today we ventured out between vicious wintry showers for a wee walk down the cliff path to the harbour at Cove, well wrapped and protected from the worst of the elements. A short stay to watch the waves crash over the harbour wall and marvel at natures strength and the ability of seabirds to cope in such extremes and we slowly made our way back up the hill, thankfully with a tailwind, to warmth and sanctuary once more, able to feel virtuous as we took off hats, coats and gloves, stamped our feet and began to rub life back into tortured cheeks and frozen noses.

Now having thawed out we are getting ready to go and visit some friends locally. They should have been coming here but sneakily hubby managed to break his leg in two places at work on Tuesday.

What some people will do to avoid coming to see me.........

see you later.

Listening to Madness 'Welcome to the house of fun'