Musings from the Merse
Sunday, August 09, 2009
La Princesse Canute
Children brought up in France have a certain je ne sais quoi. You would find it hard to spot a British 5 year old building a sand castle in full Ascot gear. But despite all her elegance the tide came in remorselessly-perhaps in France it would have retreated with a certain politesse-but pas ici; this is L'Ecosse apres tout
Children brought up in France have a certain je ne sais quoi. You would find it hard to spot a British 5 year old building a sand castle in full Ascot gear. But despite all her elegance the tide came in remorselessly-perhaps in France it would have retreated with a certain politesse-but pas ici; this is L'Ecosse apres tout
Labels: Dalgety Bay, Gallic elegance, Katy, Sand castles
Friday, August 07, 2009
PATRICK AT THE HELM
Back to the Merse leaving over developed Dalgety Bay and its McMansions to another glorious August Day.
Mr P finishes his pre pre Olympic Course to day with his likely-to-get-at-least-a-bronze-medal certificate. The image is of him steering a confident course in the general direction of China.
Not bad for a total beginner.
(More images here )
Back to the Merse leaving over developed Dalgety Bay and its McMansions to another glorious August Day.
Mr P finishes his pre pre Olympic Course to day with his likely-to-get-at-least-a-bronze-medal certificate. The image is of him steering a confident course in the general direction of China.
Not bad for a total beginner.
(More images here )
Labels: Dalgety Bay, Mr P, Sailing course
Monday, August 03, 2009
Bank Open Shock
Huttonian has regularily failed to get his head around Scottish Bank Holidays as previous posts will reveal here
The practice in the Borders seems to take them and given half a chance the English ones as well but Fife is something else again. Today 3 August is apparently a Scottish Bank Holiday as this website reveals But when I got up to the Dalgety Bay shopping centre, more in hope, than expectation, I found that it seemed a normal Monday morning. The Post Office was in full swing-no offer on second class stamps as we used to contemplate in Hutton, but no matter it was open. I enquired in Tesco Metro if it was a Bank Holiday; yes. Why is everything open as normal. 'Its a Bank Holiday; lots of people around; don't make much difference around here'
Bank Holidays are statutory for Banks See Lex Bankus Stat xxxiii, cap Cv sec iii Georgius iii (mdcclxxiii)
So I fully expected to find one premises closed at the shopping centre;
The sub sub branch of the Royal Bank of Scotland.
It was open
Bonuses all round
Huttonian has regularily failed to get his head around Scottish Bank Holidays as previous posts will reveal here
The practice in the Borders seems to take them and given half a chance the English ones as well but Fife is something else again. Today 3 August is apparently a Scottish Bank Holiday as this website reveals But when I got up to the Dalgety Bay shopping centre, more in hope, than expectation, I found that it seemed a normal Monday morning. The Post Office was in full swing-no offer on second class stamps as we used to contemplate in Hutton, but no matter it was open. I enquired in Tesco Metro if it was a Bank Holiday; yes. Why is everything open as normal. 'Its a Bank Holiday; lots of people around; don't make much difference around here'
Bank Holidays are statutory for Banks See Lex Bankus Stat xxxiii, cap Cv sec iii Georgius iii (mdcclxxiii)
So I fully expected to find one premises closed at the shopping centre;
The sub sub branch of the Royal Bank of Scotland.
It was open
Bonuses all round
Labels: Dalgety Bay, Royal Bank of Scotland, Scottish Bank Holidays Fife
Saturday, April 05, 2008
The Flowers That Bloom in the Spring Tra La should be uprooted
Relis used to live in Dialect* Bay, in Fife, a purpose build sea side suburb brand new in the 1970s-for people who were upwardly mobile but not upward enough to live in Embra. Some of the gardens in this new community of (sometimes pretentious) gracious living were almost grotesque, often neurotic, in their colourful splendour-garish was the adjective that came to mind. The sort of manicured lawns which were calling out for some public spirited vandal to cover in steaming dog turds to make them look a bit more natural. The occupants of these bijou residences spend to spend 90% of their lives in their gardens and 10% washing and buffing their Beamers. And that was the men-who earned the dosh was a great mystery
I thought of those verdant claustrophobic half acres when going around Regents Park yesterday-this display.image above, had DB written all over it. Enlarge to enjoy its full over the toppery-enough to give passing bees a severe migraine.
Now en route to Hutton courtesy of National Express and with a bit of luck the coming cold snap will put pay to the struggling Daffodils for good and all.
* The real name is disguised to avoid giving offence-but if you put it into SpellChecker out pops Dialect. So be it
Relis used to live in Dialect* Bay, in Fife, a purpose build sea side suburb brand new in the 1970s-for people who were upwardly mobile but not upward enough to live in Embra. Some of the gardens in this new community of (sometimes pretentious) gracious living were almost grotesque, often neurotic, in their colourful splendour-garish was the adjective that came to mind. The sort of manicured lawns which were calling out for some public spirited vandal to cover in steaming dog turds to make them look a bit more natural. The occupants of these bijou residences spend to spend 90% of their lives in their gardens and 10% washing and buffing their Beamers. And that was the men-who earned the dosh was a great mystery
I thought of those verdant claustrophobic half acres when going around Regents Park yesterday-this display.image above, had DB written all over it. Enlarge to enjoy its full over the toppery-enough to give passing bees a severe migraine.
Now en route to Hutton courtesy of National Express and with a bit of luck the coming cold snap will put pay to the struggling Daffodils for good and all.
* The real name is disguised to avoid giving offence-but if you put it into SpellChecker out pops Dialect. So be it
Labels: Daffodils, Dalgety Bay, neurotic gardens
