High summer. This far north darkness is a stranger . By six, when we make it onto the beach , the sun is already high in the sky. It's warm.
To the right of us , in the direction of town, the lady with the Pomeranian can be seen striding along the tide line.
To the left ,far down the beach towards the estuary, is arthritic Archie and his mistress. Apart from that - and the fulmers and the oystercatchers - we have the place to ourselves .
The golfers are already starting to cluster round the first tee on the Old Course. A thirty something Irish guy and his wife are doing their best to hide their excitement while they wait their turn. 'Is it always hot like this ?' the wife asks as we pass by . "Always. Just like Dublin " replies ' The Font '. Everyone laughs.
A sign in the window of the cheese monger - ' Getting married - Why not have a cheese wedding cake '.
The theologians are up and about . They head back home tomorrow. A group of them are sitting outside the 'theology tent' drinking coffee and enjoying the sunshine. Incongruously the sound of that 80's techno hit ' Pump up the jam ' is playing , loudly, inside the tent. Some theologians are clearly more 'hip' than others. We pass a sign with the discussion topic of the day : ' Your children will go their own way; people you care for will die. Also, generally speaking, no one really understands the role they're expected to play '. They've got a cheerful day ahead of them .
Yesterday saw more excitement at the last wee house before Denmark. The fancy Edinburgh builders arrived with a huge truck. This carried more bags of cement than you'd think possible. Large steel beams were unloaded. Two large portaloos were also delivered. A practical, if unexpected, touch.Thursday music :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EWZFkib99uo
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9 comments:
I'd vote for a cheese wedding cake. And so would Nobby.
Cheers! Gail.
Agree, I rather like the idea of a cheese wedding cake too - will interesting to learn if someone is first to buck tradition.
How I wish there was the endless expanse of empty dog friendly beach here - ideal for walking Amber, an anti-social dog who's turning out the be terrified of anything outside the garden gate. It's the first time I've ever had a dog who wasn't raring to get out and about as soon as the sun was up.
Your first photograph is particularly beautiful.
Cheese wedding cakes are quite trendy - better for the teeth, of course.
Hmmmm...a slice of cheese with some honey or jam, some dried apricots (or other fruits) and nuts, and a nibble of chocolate would make a lovely dessert. Add a small glass of dessert wine. Guests would be happy.
Your beach photos are beautiful.
Cheese is always the answer, even if I don't know what the question is. My other half attended the Oxford Patristics Conference several times, a fun gathering of bright people. Some of them take religion rather seriously, most don't.
The discussion topic sounds rather practical. Not a bad way to spend a nice summer day in Scotland. I don't know how I'd manage the long days where you are. Even here in France, the change from Japan is shocking. Japan has no daylight savings time and it's always dark before 8 p.m. Here I'll be walking Charlie in what feels like late afternoon and I suddenly realize it's past 9. I need to be mindful of covering the birds for the night much earlier, as it also becomes light so early here and the light is so strong it wakes them up. And then they wake me up . . .
Thank you for the glorious Saint-Saens.
Cheese is great anytime. More the merrier. Go Cheesecake.
Is that one discussion topic for the theologians, or two?
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