Menorgurgikkal; Full Throttle

Well, you will have gathered by now that things are getting busy in the YAMster's life of late! Everything jamming up against everything else. That's life, heh na?

Last Thursday, I bussed through to Edinburgh to spend a couple of nights bunked up with Mac2 in a motorway/inn of the standard chain variety. We were there to attend the funeral of Neighbour M on Friday. There was a chill wind, but the sun shone, and the daffodils, tulips and primroses around the crematorium were lifting spirits. What a turnout; standing room only for those with stronger legs at the back. A wonderful, properly Scottish Kirk sendoff. Then we walked across the road to another chain hostelry for refreshments and chatter. (I'll be frank, I could only take one of the sandwich fillings and was grateful that at least the chocolate parkin was decent. So many sausage rolls and sandwiches were left, we Macs and one other helper loaded up doggy packs and Mac1 delivered them to the Salvation Army Hostel in the city for their evening table - M would have loved that so much was she into charitable giving!) It was lovely to connect with some familiar faces, such as ex-neighbours and M's family, as well as finally meeting some of the faces that, till then, had only been names. 

Three Sisters Enjoy Spring

We sisters spontaneously arranged a meal out as we had not been together since our father's funeral, already more than two years ago. A potluck find quite close to our motel/hotel, on the city's outskirts and which was easily reached by Mac1, proved to be very worthwhile. Luci's is right by the River Esk in Lasswade, and as we opted to sit in the bar area rather than the significantly noisier restaurant section, we had a full view of the water and the trees and birds. As we walked from the car park, we spotted a female Mallard duck being pursued amorously by four drakes. (Yellow arrows, the boys; orange arrow the girl 🥴)

We should have hung around to see if she made a choice! Food and drinks were calling us. Bad blogger that I am, there was a total failure to photograph our wonderful meal. Colourful, fresh, and delicious. We would definitely visit there again.

Saturday morning, Mac2 and I had to pack up and prepare for our journies each to our homes - but only after going to Mac1's for porridge and fruit and cups of tea and hugs. Busses and ferry back west and into the Hutch again by five in the evening for me.

Then I had to shift headspace again as I geared up for this week. This post is scheduled. There is no telling how the week is panning out. You'll find out soon enough, but if at all to plan, I am probably in my new van by now. However, at the time of scheduling this post on Sunday evening, a couple of things suggest there may be a delay. That's okay. As long as I am on the road before May... because there is stuff to happen then too!!! Meanwhile, I am grateful for the arrival of that time of the year when salads and light food are again on the menu.

Anyway - your forbearance for my erratic visits to your own blogs and your generously continuing to visit mine add to my gratitude dose for the day. 

STOP PRESS; administrative delays (government departments) mean that The Grey can't be collected until Friday. Maybe Saturday... keep watching this space!!!