|Mum cutting her 80th birthday cake (01.01.2011) with her brother "Uncle Doodie Pete" looking on.|
True to form, a glass of "holy water" helping balance the knife.
As always, my work colleagues were supportive and the supervision team prepared to allow me to leave early in order to be with my family - top stuff.
The weather has, once again, made "blogland" headlines; with many a blogger bemoaning the present run of ridiculous gales/rain and seeking to offer some kind of antidote by way of posting pretty images of happier times. Sunshine and flowers, you know the sort of thing.
|Corfu - looking down to Agios Gordios (from the high ground to the north)|
Of course my memories are happy ones - but the weather has nothing to do with it
It seemed rude not to join in, although sunshine and flowers aren't the first thing that spring to mind when looking for an improvement in the conditions. My archive of photos is capable of providing me with many happy memories, but looking forward is also a very good way of combating the prevailing weather. As the Monty Python team sang, in "The Life of Brian" - always look on the bright side of life!
|May 2011 - Benno cradles the first Scottish "twenty" I'd ever seen|
Benno, Simon and myself are already embarked on the planning schedule for this year's Scottish sojourn. We might be joined by Luke - we might not? Davie Robertson is hoping to join us, at some point, and (if Ron Thomas is reading this nonsense - do you fancy one more go?) we have high hopes for another enjoyable trip.
|If you want to remove the "doom and gloom" of our current weather?|
There's not much that can beat a Bee-eater for "WOW" factor
|It won't matter what the weather does. Another trip up to the Scottish lochs is going to be a blast!|
Benno, Simon and myself are already excited by the prospect. Bring it on!
A year is an awful long time if you spend it watching a clock. I don't and have absolutely no idea where the last one went. I have so much that is positive in my life, that the odd negative (I couldn't catch a perch!) is of no significance. Getting old, enjoying my time with Bev, my grand-children, children, brothers and extended family seems a good enough plan - getting involved with petty squabbles about bird id? If you see a weasel - piss in its' ear!