Monday, 31 August 2009
Spencer's prizes.......a sash, a huge rosette, a trophy and a special judges prize of a beautiful little ceramic clock decorated with delicate butterflies. Thank you to the judge, Mrs. Eileen Roberts (Rayol)! A wonderful end to the busiest weekend (plus a few days beforehand) I've had in ages.
Thursday, 27 August 2009
When I was in Australia at the beginning of the year I saw numerous herds and alpaca farming seems to have taken off in several areas outside their native South America. They survive quite happily on poor , rough grazing.
Sunday, 23 August 2009
We do not, of course, eat the rosehips but we used to gather them when I was at primary school, where we were paid 3d.(old money) per pound. I never made much. I think the most I ever gathered, and it looked a lot to me, was 3 lb., but one family in the local village, Scotlandwell, did , on an almost commercial scale, turning up at the school on Mondays in August/ September with sackfuls. The whole family, and it was a big family, went gathering all weekend and put the rest of us small time kids to shame.
The rosehips were then gathered by someone and sent to a factory, I have no idea where, and Rosehip Syrup was the end product. We were given this as children, every day as it was a good source of vitamin C but nowadays it is sort of frowned upon because of the sugar content. Some people, especially the "health police" are such spoilsports!
Gathering all three of these fruits comes at a price as their stalks are furnished with extremely sharp, annoying barbs. A walking stick to hook round the strands is a useful tool when gathering brambles. However I was merely a casual browser!
Saturday, 22 August 2009
Ploughing has already started immediately the crops were harvested. This big reversible plough can probably turn over more ground in an hour than a pair of horses would have in a day and all with the comfort of a spring-loaded seat and a radio.
Seagulls were following the plough and here the dogs try to catch some of the crows feeding on the ploughed ground.
Thursday, 20 August 2009
As I looked up from my computer one evening about a fortnight ago this is the view I had. Grabbing my camera I dashed to the front door only to find it locked and I had no key handy. Knowing I had only a short time before the sun disappeared completely it was back to the bedroom, where the computer lives, and I managed to capture the scene out of the window. It is completely untampered/tweaked in any way.
Perth(Scotland) lies just beyond the hill, right of centre of the photograph.
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Wednesday, 19 August 2009
One day Ross, elder brother had come into the kitchen with.....a rat with a piece of string tied to its tail (it was scurrying to escape and did....into a cupboard!) Mother was horrified. Joss had arrived and wondered what was causing the fuss. On being informed he said that it was a present and could be eaten as it was..........................."Similar a pig!!!!!"....YUK.
Tuesday, 18 August 2009
Prisoners of War were brought to the farm to help with the farmwork with most of them staying in a camp farther round the loch. There was one POW whom I remember lived in the house with us. He was an Italian called Joss, but I think his name would be Guiseppe (so maybe it should have been Guis!) By all accounts he was very strong and a good worker, well liked by my parents. He said he was a peasant farmer back in Italy, had no idea what the war was all about and just wished he was back home with his wife and family.
He made toys for us small children. One was a sort of wooden bat like a table tennis bat with small carved chickens attached which, when shaken, seemed to be pecking for food, and the other was a pair of sticks with a jointed wooden monkey attached near the end by a network of strings. When the other end was squeezed in the hand the monkey did some acrobatic manoeuvres. These were played with a lot, as toys were pretty much in short supply in those days. I have no idea what ever happened to these things. I wished we had taken better care of them.
At this time, younger brother Jack, was learning to walk and Joss made a baby walker from an old wooden toilet seat padded and covered with material from on old overcoat and with struts from broomshafts and castors from something or other. He loved us "bambinos" so we were told. Some of the other POWs weren't so amiable, understandably, and some, downright frightened my mother. I wonder what ever happened to Joss.
Joss with another two POWs, Frank on the left and the tall Georgies, a Scicilian, on the right.
Monday, 17 August 2009
Recently I stopped on my way home from Dundee to photograph the Tay bridges. The railway bridge is the second such bridge here as disaster struck the first one on 28 December 1879, during a violent storm with the loss of 75 lives. The remnants of the pillars can still be seen alongside the replacement bridge, built in 1887.
Up until very recently, when the Scottish Nationalists came to power in the Scottish Parliament, tolls were charged on motor vehicles crossing the road bridges. Now I can cross to Dundee or south to Edinburgh without having to worry about having the correct change in my purse and having it ready to hand over at the tolls.
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Friday, 14 August 2009
Thursday, 13 August 2009
I was approaching Edinburgh from the south and stopped in the layby to take these views in 3 different directions.
Arthur's Seat, the hill in Holyrood Park, near the Scottish Parliament building , is left of centre.
One of the heavy showers that day is nearing the Pentland Hills to the west.
..and this is looking east across the barley fields. Harvest has just begun in this part of the world. Will this barley be good enough to go for malting for whisky at the distillery or will it be destined for cattle feed?
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Wednesday, 12 August 2009
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The water of the well of spring water was reputed to have medicinal properties and was said to have been visited by Robert the Bruce in an attempt to cure his leprosy. (No roof then!!)