Sunday 28 August 2016

Been a great weekend with everyone at Thunder in the Glens....

Been a great weekend with everyone at Thunder in the Glens….

WHEN I get out the shower and go downstairs Joyce has breakfast on the go – mega fry-up for everyone.

Once we’ve eaten I stick some of the photos from yesterday in a web gallery – see ’em here – then we pack the car and head up Cairngorm to see the bikes and chill for a while. Despite having been in Aviemore many times, I’ve never been up to Cairngorm. It’s a great wee run and an amazing spot.

We say cheerio to everyone and make for home, stopping in Perth for a few bits of shopping.

We’re home soon after 5pm and get unpacked and tidied up. I do a wee bit work then make pepper beef noodles.

Once we’ve eaten we wander along to see Betty and Joe, enjoy a couple of glasses of red then home…

Friday 26 August 2016

Quick selfie from Will before we hit the town centre for Thunder....

Quick selfie from Will before we hit the town centre for Thunder….

ONCE again the garden’s like a scene from The Hangover after last night;s cookout – bit of a tidy up job to do before we head to Aviemore for Thunder in the Glens.

Lots of other stuff to do to. Margaret’s making rhubarb pies for the coffee shop. She hoped to make an extra one for tomorrow’s flower show, but there’s not enough rhubarb. Meantime, I tidy the garden, get some work done and look out a photo to enter i not the flower show.

There’s lots of stuff to pack for Aviemore too…food, drink another stuff. We need to drop off Betty and Joe’s car port/shelter too…glad we got it down last night.

I’m still pretty hangover when we hit the road and Margaret drives all the way. We roll up at the house Catriona and Will have rented for the weekend.

Catriona, Will, Viv, Mike and Joyce are already there and have the frill fired up in the garden.

After eating we hit the town centre and catch some live music, loads people and bikes and a magic firework display. Awesome 🙂

 

Saturday 6 August 2016

One of my photos from the Three Lochs Rally – click the pic to find out more and see my photo gallery at G63.scot

One of my photos from the Three Lochs Rally – click the pic to find out more and see my photo gallery at G63.scot

THE alarm goes off at 7am and I shuffle through to the living room to check the weather. It’s cloudy 🙁

A quick check of the onljne weather forecasts and I see it’s gonna be overcast all day – so no point in heading into Glasgow to do the photo job I’d hoped to get done.

I’m still feeling crap – all blocked up, coughing, sneezing and spluttering – so might not have been the most productive photo shoot. Back to bed for another hour or two.

I have some merch orders that need sent out today so while Margret sorts breakfast I drive down to the post office in the village.

I pass a few vintage cars on the road and remember someone mentioned a rally at another local village, so after breakfast I grab the camera and head out to take some snaps for a wee photo feature at G63.scot

Back home I find my laptop hard drive is full. Again.

I archive a bunch of stuff to free up some memory and make a note to try and organise all the backups and archives when I have time then select some images and do a wee write up for the local news/features website.

I’ve been meaning to create some kind of floating button on my website to link to my daily blog (the one you’re reading right now!) for ages…I make up a wee graphic and tinker with some .php code and manage to make it happen – doesn’t work very on mobile devices tho’…needs more investigation.

We’re hosting the local book club tonight so while Margaret’s busy in the kitchen creating a range of snacks I tidy up and we wait for our guests to arrive.

There’s some discussion round the book we’ve read – Alan Cumming’s Not My Father’s Son – before the next book is selected (Elephant Moon) and a date and place in the diary for our next meet. Of course these book club nights are as much about wine and food as they are ‘the book’ – and we chat about all sorts of stuff. Arthur’s brought a bottle of malt which the pair of us manage to finish by the end of the night.