Saturday, September 26, 2015

Jingling bells.

Saturday morning. The angelic duo are up early and ready to enjoy their best day ever.

The flags have been put out on the war memorial. We can't think of any reason why they should be there.

The cafe on the Square is still valiantly putting out all its tables in readiness for the long departed tourists.

The newsagent has a display of headgear for the Rugby World Cup.  You can have a viking hat with France on the front ( as if the red, white and blue stripes weren't clue enough ) or one covered with jingling brass bells.

Bob and Sophie are greatly taken with the jingling bells. The lady behind the counter looks at me with a look midway between pity and alarm as I demonstrate the jingling hat to Sophie.


  1. Yesterday in George Street in Aberdeen I passed the small shop which specialises in selling rugby kit. Nothing in the shop window acknowledged the existence of the Rugby World Cup, and on closer inspection I spotted a small sign giving "anyone interested in buying this business" the number to call. What a contrast to the atmosphere in England last weekend. (The care home where my mother resides is, somewhat improbably, owned by a former England international rugby player, Simon Hodgkinson)
    Well, one Aberdeen resident at least will be glued to the TV at 8pm this evening!
    Cheers, Gail.

  2. Me too, Gail. Spent Wednesday afternoon in the Globe watching you know what. Good, it was.

    Angus, might the flags be a salute to the Americans? Memorial Day?

    1. The U.S. Memorial Day is at the end of May. For the beginning of autumn, perhaps?

  3. I think that the hat with the bells would make a pretty good cat toy....