Wednesday, 30 June 2010
I happened to have my camera in the car and, as I waited, took the following photos from the surgery car park on a beautiful sunny, warm morning.
Looking north over the steep banking towards the River Tay.
A closer view of the reed beds on the island in the river.
Looking south up out of the car park towards the main street. The village is built on a steep hill with the main road running along it.
Monday, 28 June 2010
I had taken Maisie, Roley and Swallow and I was also handling Emma for my friend, Carole. We were fairly successful with all dogs being placed. Maisie won her class then ended up best bitch pup but was unfortunate enough to come against the winning dog pup, who had won the Dog Challenge Certificate, and he came out the winner, Best Pup in Breed. Roley came 3rd in his puppy class and so has qualified for Crufts 2011, while Swallow was 4th in Limit Bitch and Emma 5th in Open Bitch.
Some sat in the sun (and burned!) at the end of judging.
I bought a straw hat--"It'll be better when it's finished", someone said!
It had already blown off in a gust of wind and I had lost my newly acquired Mr Whippy trying to grab it. However the ice cream wasn't wasted. Several dogs cleaned it up quickly.
These big brollies made good sunshades.
Sunday, 27 June 2010
2nd-Bosspaps Krumm Gromble vom Basilbrooke (Green)
1st-Adnamashan Time After Time (Skelton)
2nd-Jhanakia Highland Destiny (Thompson & Austin)
Striding out to win Open Dog and then RDCC is
Calajoy Robbie McFluff (Joyce)
1st- Gleniren Tres Mannefico (Robb)
who also won BCC then Best of Breed.
2nd in Limit and RBCC was
Caraideas Game Reflection (Hill)
Post Graduate Bitch
1st--PapplewickPrimrose at Kirkchase (Kirk)
Thursday, 24 June 2010
Wednesday, 23 June 2010
Divorce proceeding were nearly started at the cutting and fitting stage. Why do men always assume they know best when it comes to outside jobs?!!!..and things were made no easier by seven little dogs padding over and tugging at the material.
However, now they cannot see to the street nor to next door so I'm hoping for less yapping.
It should be a while before they manage to chew a hole in it.
Monday, 21 June 2010
This is what a day of sun and temperatures reaching 19 degrees celsius ("that high?" do I hear you say?!!!) does to the dogs. Mind you, it feels a lot warmer in the shelter of our back garden....this is very warm to us, especially after an arctic day like Saturday.
Mo hides by the feed bin.
Swallow hides under my sun lounger.
An almost deserted showfield at the end of the breed judging on Saturday at Kelso, in the Borders, on what must have been one of the coldest days I can remember at an outside show. Ironically, things improved just then and it ended up the most beautiful evening. It was so cold I hadn't even taken my camera out of my rucksack until after the judging. Almost every exhibitor ended up with a red face!...not embarrassment, but wind-burn!
This photo of Swallow was taken by Sue Gray (Gennasus).
My lot of Swallow, Roley and Maisie were all placed by judge, Glenn Robb (Gleniren) but we had no "firsts". Swallow was 2nd in the Open Bitch class, Roley was 4th in Minor Puppy Dog and Maisie was 3rd in Puppy Bitch.
Thursday, 17 June 2010
I suppose this could illustrate the reputation the Scots have for stingyness...never spend a penny unless you are sure you really have to, usually there is a cheaper alternative!
Tuesday, 15 June 2010
Monday, 14 June 2010
Friday, 11 June 2010
Billy, my son, very kindly, had it repaired AND fitted new brake discs...........all without costing us a penny!
While we were there he gave us an electric cooker which was surplus to requirements of one of his friends, as he had noticed that there were a couple of cracks in the ceramic top of my own at Abernethy..."a death trap" was how one of my friends put it! Good old Billy, he always seems to know someone who is ridding themselves of perfectly good items. I don't mind using second hand stuff as long as the condition is reasonable. I did ask if he happened to have to hand a decent stainless steel sink with a left hand drainer and good size bowl! "Don't push it" was the answer.
So you see, everything comes to those who wait....maybe even the sink in a week or two.
Thursday, 10 June 2010
He had felt increasingly unwell for almost a year, although he said nothing to anyone, except maybe a rare grumble. After being in denial for all this time he could no longer hide it from his family and he was persuaded to visit the doctor. Very soon after he was diagnosed with bowel cancer and although he endured a few doses of chemotherapy he was so very weak that it was decided to stop the treatment. Some of my friends visited him in hospital and were very upset at the sight of him, formerly a stocky, shortish man, now sickly pale and wizened and small. He was allowed home but only survived an afternoon and night. Despite his terrible condition he remained relatively jocular till the end. There is a lesson in this for all of us. Do not leave things until it is too late.
I shall remember Alex as a perpetually hungry, jovial man with a mischievous sense of humour, kind with a very pleasant nature and a great love of the papillon. We will all miss him.
For a few tales of journeying with Alex look here.
Monday, 7 June 2010
About a mile down the road I ran through a pot hole (legacy of the terrible winter) and there was an ominous thud and crack. I drove on for a bit but realised something was up. I got out and peered under the car not knowing what I was looking for but thinking, "There's not much room between the wheel arch and the tyre." However I drove off again but now the noise from the front was louder and the smell of burning filled the car and a trail of blue smoke followed me. I realised that the tyre had now burst and I managed to grind up on to the very low pavement.
I have breakdown cover, from my Civil Service work days so unearthed the little plastic card with all the details and phoned the number thereon....(mobile phones are such a blessing!) only to be given a recorded message which said the office was closed, gave the office hours, which, of course, did NOT include Sundays and told me to refer to the website for "out of hours service! Oh, silly me, I forgot to take my laptop to the dog show! Then followed a call to a daughter in Musselburgh who had to phone me back with another number to ring. Thankfully I did get through to rescue this time.
An hour later the breakdown truck arrived. My rescuer promptly announced that a spring had been broken and the loose bits had torn and punctured the tyre. He had thought it was merely a wheel change and was on his way to another job. However he arranged for another truck to pick us up, meanwhile wound my car, plus the 5 dogs and all paraphernalia up on to the back of the truck and then deposited us back in a supermarket carpark. Thankfully there was a cafe and toilet and I also took the dogs out to "stretch their legs." The replacement truck arrived after half an hour and through intervening phonecalls it was arranged to take us to my son's workshop at a farm in Midlothian, south of Edinburgh. The post code was tapped into the sat. nav. and off we set. That damn sat. nav.! It took us, maybe by the shortest route across country on a map but by no means the quickest. Two hours later we reached our destination after lurching in every direction on little back roads. "Poor dogs", I thought, "they'll all be sick."
Just my luck, when I slithered out of the high cab, I landed in fairly deep mud, as it had rained there most of the afternoon. The mud squelched into the openwork of my light dog showing shoes! We were offloaded, the dogs had a short run in the mire and then we loaded up into my son's car, which he was loaning me till my own was repaired, and an hour and a half later we were home....9.15pm........... just another incident filled dog showing Sunday!