Fiona's Quiet Life

All Togged Up

Well it was my own fault . i got a bit too cocky, , i was on a quad bike whizz­ing around the lumpy bumpy Perth­shire hills.….….…Perthshire off road).….….….…the couple of hours were a Christ­mas gift the Christ­mas before last,

I was sup­posed to do it within the year but time passed and i thought i had missed it but the lovely lady in their office gave me an exten­sion, so it being him upstairs’s birth­day and the sea­plane .….……we were going to go to Oban by it today.…..the sea­plane was off for main­ten­ance, so i said why not come quad bik­ing with me as it isn’t really a thing you can do on your own. he thought it a great idea and off we went. that pic­ture is me partly togged up, hel­met and goggles were added,

and off i went.….….….…i was going great guns till sud­denly i zoomed up a scree slope and needed to turn sharply at the top on a side­ways slope. well over i went and over me the bike went. OUCH !!.….…..my ankle looks very odd, but it didn’t stop me get­ting back on and doing another hour„excellent fun.

It’s White!

so it was then lunch time , i know a nice place in Blair­gowrie said i so off we went, showed him the fam­ous beech hedge on the way.….….….…it was a beau­ti­ful day.….….the lunch place 

turned out to be not as good as i remembered, we were too late for lunch but could have soup and sand­wiches, except the soup was fin­ished , and she brought the wrong sandwiches.…and she swore the white bread was brown, …it was so bad as to be good fun.

White or brown, she said these were brown bread

him upstairs then jogged along to Don­ald Caril’s leap while i sat and kept my foot still, tak­ing a few pho­tos of seagulls.….……him upstairs has been put off seagulls by a badly placed one in some­bod­ies pho­to­graph so i thought i would add to his phobia.

Snow­ball

it was sill a lovely day so , where shall we go now says he, the devil’s elbow says i, OK says he and off we go, hav­ing bought paracetamol for me. we nipped along to alyth hav­ing missed our turn­ing but that was lucky because i had some­thing to post to Wash­ing­ton and had been hop­ing to see a post office, we just caught the post and saw the par­cel go off in the wee red van.

Well the devil’s elbow isn’t there any more.….…..i ask you, …move away from a place and forty years later things arnt the same.

but the drive to brae­mar through the cairngorms national park was mag­ni­fi­cent, he even got me a snow ball , which i used a a com­press .….……and the weather was so good we had the top of the car down so got the fresh air , sun­shine and bird­song.

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some­times a scam has its uses…………i got back from chip­pen­ham to be greeted with the usual col­lec­tion of rub­bish and inter­est­ing post, one thing was a leaf­let from ‘help­mates’ ask­ing for unwanted clothes, tex­tiles cos­metic, etc etc .
cloth­ing would be sent to third world coun­tries. it did say it was a com­mer­cial com­pany but that it provided jobs in the recip­i­ent coun­tries sort­ing the clothes.
excel­lent , i thought , i shall have a clear out of all the things i had when i was so under­weight caring for himself……definitely never going to be that slender again………….i am now made of 80% chocol­ate…………
gather together 6 car­rier bags of things, put it out on my door step at 7.30 a.m.
then i think to myself ” i don’t like the way it says god will reward you for your good hearts” there was some­thing about that sen­tence that made me feel greatly put off.
so i checked it out
here is the link

http://www.guardian.co.uk/money/2007/aug/18/moneysupplement.voluntarysector

expos­ing nasty scam
got all the bags off my door­step and will be vis­it­ing my local char­ity shops with them later…….trouble with that is i end up buy­ing more things i don’t need, can’t res­ist char­ity shops

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Small socks belong­ing to a three year old take a dis­pro­por­tion­ate amount of time to hang on a wash­ing line, i sup­pose it is the same with a dish­washer, i love it when the things in it are big and empty­ing it is so much quicker. …..a wash­ing bas­ket full of the clothes of a three year old and a five year old takes forever to hang on the line………..no Nic­ola i am not com­plain­ing ‚it was nice to be in the garden doing it and listen­ing to the next door puppy yipping.

yes­ter­days visit to the land­fill / recyc­ling plant was fas­cin­at­ing i am amazed at what is done and how won­der­fully clean it was……..it was called Hills and is some­where in Wilt­shir www.hills–group.co.uk/ , …….a bus load of school chil­dren came and we gave them a tour, i was ‘offi­cial’ pho­to­grapher in my high vis­ib­il­ity jacket. over a hun­dred pho­tos ……and i am pleased with most of them which is unusual for me.
i highly recom­mend a visit to your local recyc­ling plant if they allow vis­it­ors. we learnt all about the dif­fer­ent things that can and can­not be recycled and that plastic will never bio­de­grade.
i could go on about it for hours………….old fur­niture made into wood chips, plant waste into beau­ti­ful com­post in 12 weeks……….no food stuff allowed in it not even orange peel because of foot and mouth but they are look­ing into safe ways to com­post food waste…………it is in case the com­post is spread on ground that cows may graze off.
no envel­opes in waste paper because those with win­dows mess up the pulp­ing pro­cess.
you can tell i had fun.

My daugh­ter at work

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Aiden up a tree.

So here i am in Chip­pen­ham again on a sud­den babysit, that is one of the ‘babies’ up a tree on the way to school this morning.

It is sunny and warm here.

tomor­row I am going to visit a land­fill site.….….…I am very excited about this.….….…I don’t think i am entirely sane

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Show­ing off my work

What a beau­ti­ful blue sunny day today was.….…I used my bus pass for the first time , walk­ing to my nearest bus stop hav­ing looked up on the inter­net the times of the buses .….……then phoning the help num­ber because dys­lex­ics like me have no idea what it all means. was way too early at the stop but the bus arrived exactly on time , and sped me into town, (13 minutes as opposed to the 6 it take me to drive), i had gone off bus jour­neys because of the time they took but it has improved a lot ‚so met up with three other mem­bers of Queens Park cam­era club and we, had a good look at the exhib­its that got accep­ted in this years show, hav­ing com­men­ted on all,disparaging some and prais­ing oth­ers, we had a very tasty lunch.

Lovely Liquid Lunch

then i took my cof­fee and acted as a stew­ard for the after­noon, answing ques­tions and defend­ing the pic­tures from small children.…..there were a few spelling mis­takes in the titles of the pic­tures which mem­bers of the pub­lic took great delight in point­ing out to me, but most people enjoyed the pic­tures as they were very diverse in their sub­ject mat­ter. happy to say one of mine was on dis­play, one that i took in Egypt.

lovely bus ride home( 22 minutes )

a good day

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