Geography lessons

[shewhomust]

After various excursions which I hope to write about later, we left Pitmedden this morning. We lunched very happily in Perth with fjm, Chilperic (as he once was, in another place), their other house guests (who announced that in fact we had met once, long ago: they had been staying with desperance and he had brought them to durham_rambler's birthday party) and the more sociable of their two cats.

We are now in Culross, looking out across the rooftops towards the Firth of Forth; very soon it will be time to go to the Red Lion in search of dinner.

I am taken aback by how easily these three places are within reach of each other. It seem that Aberdeen is not where I thought: or rather, it is more or less (I might have swapped it with Peterhead) where I would have marked it on the map, but that turns out not to be as far north as I thought. The length of the drive from Scrabster to Pitmedden may contain a clue - though that includes a fair distance east as well as south.

We were driving, as we were during most of our week in Aberdeenshire, through the harvest, golden fields of grain (some of it was certainly barley, but maybe not all). There were rolling hills, but not really even distant views of mountains. Before leaving home I checked my Lonely Planet to the Highlands and Islands, and was quite surprised to discover it did not include Aberdeenshire. This was ignorance on my part.

Comments

[athenais]

One of the delights of reading about your travels in the UK is how often I recognize a place name as having been used for a Heyer character. Aunt Scrabster from Frederica.

[shewhomust]

My experience of Scrabster (as a ferry port) has never made me think of aunts...

But I thought of you over lunch: fjm was talking about having been to Corflu.

[athenais]

I would love to have been to this year's Corflu and it would have been excellent to see fjm again.