How absolutely lovely, Fishers. It is this sort of road that makes meandering in NW Scotland so enchanting. We’ll be up there, late September.
Twellsy - your sight test was quite encouraging, I think. Little change in that length of time and, of course, you have grown accustomed to the loss of vision. Even so, I take my frilly hat off to you. While heaving a sigh of relief that driving is a no-go
We’ll be having friends round forra meal, tomorrow evening. My plan was to make a prawn curry (Madhur) with cauliflower and potatoes, tomato relish and boiled rice. We have just made the sauce (prawns to be added tomorrow) and the oil has separated, in a very final decree absolute-like way. This has never, before, happened and I’m a bit cross. Plus - nae chance ovva cauli (I should have realised) and I have insufficient tomatoes for the relish.
Sigh.
I shall see how things look, in the morn ( a pad of kitchen roll may mop up the surface oil and creamed coconut may balance the texture out a bit). I do feel that my mojo has boogered off.
Hugs for all. Glad Carinthia has concluded the first stage of the journey and is now in Safe Hands.
I took meself off to the walk-in at the local hospital today, having last night perceived a circle with a darker edge on the top of me Hurty Foot. That, plus a couple of sudden bouts of total exhaustion and The Shivers made a penny drop and I thought ‘aha! Poss Lyme Disease. Probably worth getting checked’.
However, as the wonderful, large and no-nonsense Embra GP pointed out, I hadn’t seen a tick in it, nor was there a trace of where tick had been. Feeling an utter fool, I was rising from me chair and apologising for wasting people’s time, but she said ‘Not so fast. I want a proper look at that foot’. So she had a proper look and a good poke at places in the ankle to make the instep and toes hurt. She seemed to find that fascinating.
Something nasty is happening with the tendons and I am to elevate and ice it and keep off it as much as possible. But she also thinks there might be an infected spidermite bite and if the discolouration gets deeper or spreads, I have a prescription for flucloxacillin to get filled from the hospital pharmacy. And would I please take a photie on my phone in case it changes a lot, in which case I am to get it Looked At again: apparently these photies are A Great Help To Medicine.
And she was dead jealous about the lovely walks and the bramble crumble.
Of course, I took the bus back via my favourite pub and then walked home from there… Fergus the fox-terrier was there and we had a splendid chat.
I forgot to mention the five or so other users of the road as well as the lorry, van, car and bicyclists.
We passed three sheep, two standing on one side of the road and the last lying on the other side of it; she raised her head as we passed and gave us such a look…
And a little further on, we were met by two dogs running towards us, one a black-and-white collie, the other a black hairy dog with stand-up ears, about the size of a large Alsatian. I thought at first they were going to warn us away from the nearest building, a farm, but no: they parted as they reached us, collie to the driver’s side and Alsatianalike to the passenger’s, and pelted on past. Perhaps they were fetching the sheep from the road.
After that we saw several fields with sheep in them, in some cases black sheep all but two or three. The white ones kept themselves to themselves.
