Am in Edinburgh. The father is well-recovered from his bout of the winter nasty. Even has a bit of 'pep' about him this week. We have been sharing the viewing of a Christmas box-set of "Endeavour" which neighbour M had given him. It's the early years of "Morse", detective inspector of the Oxford Police. It might be safe to say that we have been 'bingeing'.
He also suggested that we might do a road-trip down to the Borders to visit Aunty J and Uncle A. I hadn't seen them for several months, so was perfectly happy to agree - especially as it can take a forklift effort at times to get the old fella shifted from his telly chair!!!
We awoke on the morning of Travel (Tuesday), to find a blanket of the white stuff. This was unexpected. It made for a very cold, but very picturesque drive down. It's a 90-minute trip.
No pictures. The photographer likes to keep two hands on the steering wheel.
The photographer is also a cook and had prepared the lunch to take down so as to save the elderly aunt any trouble. Green pea soup (with some carrot and lentil and kale mixed in), vegetable quiche and a Bakewell tart to finish. The uncle arrived half an hour behind schedule (he had to come down from the hill-farm), but not before we had finished. All good. Lots of reminisce chatter, as is often the way with elders. Two of them did synchronised sleeping after lunch. The uncle and I nattered on. I got the Fudge to do a wee bit of work...
The aunt's window looks out over the River Teviot. The town is famous for its wool mills - particularly, its cashmere production.
The building across the way has this sign beside it. The aunt said it is a gin distillery. There are many of these springing up throughout the Bonny Land. It's a 'thing' at the moment. However, my research seems to suggest this is actually being developed as a whisky distillery.
That said, I am not convinced this is the same site as seen in that wee movie. I give up. That it produces mind-altering imbibements is certainly the case.
Hawick is one of those towns which got left behind a bit and is in desperate need of uplift and new life. If this is what will bring it, who am I to knock?
Will end with a piccie of the elders. Why not, eh?
The father actually has a lovely smile. Parkinson's does its best to remove it.
He also suggested that we might do a road-trip down to the Borders to visit Aunty J and Uncle A. I hadn't seen them for several months, so was perfectly happy to agree - especially as it can take a forklift effort at times to get the old fella shifted from his telly chair!!!
We awoke on the morning of Travel (Tuesday), to find a blanket of the white stuff. This was unexpected. It made for a very cold, but very picturesque drive down. It's a 90-minute trip.
No pictures. The photographer likes to keep two hands on the steering wheel.
The photographer is also a cook and had prepared the lunch to take down so as to save the elderly aunt any trouble. Green pea soup (with some carrot and lentil and kale mixed in), vegetable quiche and a Bakewell tart to finish. The uncle arrived half an hour behind schedule (he had to come down from the hill-farm), but not before we had finished. All good. Lots of reminisce chatter, as is often the way with elders. Two of them did synchronised sleeping after lunch. The uncle and I nattered on. I got the Fudge to do a wee bit of work...
The building across the way has this sign beside it. The aunt said it is a gin distillery. There are many of these springing up throughout the Bonny Land. It's a 'thing' at the moment. However, my research seems to suggest this is actually being developed as a whisky distillery.
That said, I am not convinced this is the same site as seen in that wee movie. I give up. That it produces mind-altering imbibements is certainly the case.
Hawick is one of those towns which got left behind a bit and is in desperate need of uplift and new life. If this is what will bring it, who am I to knock?
Will end with a piccie of the elders. Why not, eh?
The father actually has a lovely smile. Parkinson's does its best to remove it.
How wonderful to have a good visit with the elders! Too bad about the snowy drive, but it must have bee pretty. Would love to have joined you for a bowl of that pea soup:)
ReplyDeleteI'm sure your father will like Endeavour... it's great and to watch it is like sitting in a time machine, the film-crew did a very good job ....
ReplyDeleteYAM-Aunty...well we are smiling great big smiles what a trip full of good food and good memories (once off the roads). We love the photo and your menu sounded delicious.
ReplyDeleteHugs HiC
That sounds like a good day out. Well done!
ReplyDeleteA whiskey distillery--reminds me of Hawkeye and Trapper in Mash. The dusting of snow is lovely. Yea, Fudge.
ReplyDeleteLike always you have great post
ReplyDeleteI luffs visiting peeps and it sounds like you had a FUNS day out
ReplyDeleteLoves and licky kisses
Princess Leah xxx
PeeS I also luffs whiskey (and I won't tell how I found that out, hehe!)
PeePeeS Glad to hear Dad is feeling betters
Family so important ~ glad you got to visit ~ loving photos and the River one is lovely and colorful too!
ReplyDeleteHappy Weekend to you,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
my dad had Parkinsons, it did steal his smile, but not his sweet tooth. until his death at 93 he loved ice cream and snicker bars, he forgot a lot of things from dementia but not those two things. love that top photo with the red car in it.
ReplyDeleteSo wonderful you got to visit the parents! Family visits are always fun. The Whisky/Gin/Vodka distillery "Thing" is big over in these parts of the woods too!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing your family pictures.
Love Barb
How lovely to see your peeps! I didn't know your pop had Parkinsons. I'm so sorry. You are doing so well by him. I miss my dad.
ReplyDeleteHow wonderful to get to spend time with the elders. My generation has become the elders in our families. namaste, janice xx
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