Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
So Much To Do
by admin - 22:37 on 02 December 2011
It's been a busy day. After waving goodbye to Matchgirl, who's left early for Shetland this month so she can enjoy pre-Christmas festivities with her business associates, I spent the morning visiting outlets in a moderately successful effort to move more copies of The Bumper Book of Black Isle Snappery, finishing just in time to help Squirrel James and family in their flit from Rosemarkie to Culbokie.
Chaos, confusion and a rented Ford Transit reminded me why I hope to never have to move house again. Matchgirl, who sometimes dreams of abandoning the Retreat in favour of a loch-side palace with no neighbours for miles (when she wins the lottery) should have been there to sample some reality.
The move was also a fine illustration of the difference between species: the household cats, filled with suspicion, watched the activity from beneath a hedge; Ozzie the dog, bursting with mindless excitement, spent his time under the feet of the furniture removers.
Cats are cool; dogs have no pride.
Talk Update: My presentation to Dingwall Camera Club, complete bar a few final tweaks, is only three days away, so it was a bit of a blow to learn today that several members have chosen to attend a rival event in Elgin that night. They don't know what they're missing. Or perhaps they do...
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