Home again, jiggety jig
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shewhomustIt's a comfortable two-day journey home from Orkney, even with an unplanned deadline: a meeting called for the evening of our return which durham_rambler had hoped (and requested) would be later in the week. All through the drive south, I anticipated that this would at least give me a quiet evening for one last holiday post, about the trip home, before I embarked on my interminable catch-up posts. Only of course I spent the evening unpacking and doing laundry and a little urgent work and...
So it goes. Well, then, a brief retrospective: we had a lovely time, and I will write about it at length later, because I enjoy doing that, and because several times while we were away I wanted to refresh my memory about previous visits, and was frustrated when I hadn't recorded what I wanted to know.
We didn't see any puffins: the place where we had been promised there were many puffins was reached by a cliff-edge path which was so narrow and uneven and close to a sheer drop that I simply refused. Later we confirmed that there was indeed another route (as I had remembered, see above), but too late to try it out. We didn't see any primula scotica either, on this trip, so that's the two fails.
We did, on the other hand, succeed at quiet enjoyment of reading, keeping up with posting here and watching silly early evening television: a constant pleasure of our days on Westray was sitting together on the sofa in our little 'apartment' and watching first Pointless and then Richard Osman's House of Games (an interesting piece of programming there).
Now to go back to the beginning of the story, and start filling in the gaps. I have already patched in a couple of photos which I didn't manage to upload at the time, but there is more - much more - where that came from!
durham_rambler had hoped (and requested) would be later in the week. All through the drive south, I anticipated that this would at least give me a quiet evening for one last holiday post, about the trip home, before I embarked on my interminable catch-up posts. Only of course I spent the evening unpacking and doing laundry and a little urgent work and...So it goes. Well, then, a brief retrospective: we had a lovely time, and I will write about it at length later, because I enjoy doing that, and because several times while we were away I wanted to refresh my memory about previous visits, and was frustrated when I hadn't recorded what I wanted to know.
We didn't see any puffins: the place where we had been promised there were many puffins was reached by a cliff-edge path which was so narrow and uneven and close to a sheer drop that I simply refused. Later we confirmed that there was indeed another route (as I had remembered, see above), but too late to try it out. We didn't see any primula scotica either, on this trip, so that's the two fails.
We did, on the other hand, succeed at quiet enjoyment of reading, keeping up with posting here and watching silly early evening television: a constant pleasure of our days on Westray was sitting together on the sofa in our little 'apartment' and watching first Pointless and then Richard Osman's House of Games (an interesting piece of programming there).
Now to go back to the beginning of the story, and start filling in the gaps. I have already patched in a couple of photos which I didn't manage to upload at the time, but there is more - much more - where that came from!
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Date: 2018-06-08 04:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-06-10 07:29 pm (UTC)I saw a couple of black guillemots (from the path which would have led to the puffins if I were braver) but, y'kmow, there is nuffin like a puffin!