Wednesday 30 August 2023

A Wonderful Week on the Isle of Arran - Part III

Part 1 HERE


Time to go home... 

View from my room at 6 am when we got up, in order to catch the 8.20 ferry.


A sad farewell to Barb and Dusk

I am not a dog person at all, but I loved Dusk!!

So lucky to have such a glorious morning on which to travel :)

Until next time...

Tuesday 29 August 2023

A Wonderful Week on the Isle of Arran - Part II

Part 1  HERE

Part 3 HERE

Thursday morning was glorious, had to get out there as soon as I got up :)

Later we went on a trip part way around the island, on the Waverley Paddle Steamer, the last sea-going paddle steamer in the world.  Wonderful, I loved it :)

On board, you can buy a postcard to post here, and it has the Waverley Paddle Steamer postmark :)

Thank you, red-sailed boat, for being in the right place at the right time :)

Loved how these two were dressed for the occasion!

The colour of the sky on the way home was dreamlike.  Only crappy snaps but not altered in any way; I just had to record that colour.

Sunday 27 August 2023

A Wonderful Week on the Isle of Arran

...early morning walks on the beach, every view a joy to behold, the company of dear friends, the perfect hostess, an enchanting house, a dog we all fell in love with (and I'm not even a dog person), ruthless hunter cats, peaceful writing time, morning writer 'workshops' - and the sort of food that makes you glad anything eaten on holiday has no calories.  And sweeties.  Post-jelly bean cold turkey is no joke.

The journey there - somewhat blowy!

First morning walk...


My Shame
Returning from the beach, I decided to sit in a side part of Barb's garden, separated from the rest by a hedge.  Took photos of myself and hydrangeas (examples below), then decided, as the sun was so glorious and the grass dry, to do my daily lower back exercises in the open air.  The exercises are yoga based and involve many curious poses.

When I got in and told Barb how much I'd enjoyed my pleasant half hour, she revealed to me that this particular hydrangea-filled sun trap does not actually belong to her, but to her neighbours.

I pictured them looking out of the window and saying, "Darling, there's a mad woman taking photos of herself and trying to do yoga in our garden.  Should we go down and tell her to bugger off, or hope she leaves quietly?"


Lunch in garden with sea view (this garden actually owned by Barb) - what more could you want?

My fab new trousers.  Very glamorous with my slippers. 😏

One of our writer workshop sessions, attended by some of a local writers' group, too.  Barb, Darlene, Georgia and I would take turns to present the subject du jour; mine was on POV and pace, which I will convert into a blog post at some point in the near future :)

It's not a real holiday until you've had your feet in the sea :)

If I deleted every photo in which the horizon is wonky, I wouldn't have any left.  However hard I try to get it right!!!