A wave of e-mails in the inbox today announcing it's only 100 days until Christmas. Now, it seems, is the perfect time to book that getaway trip / splash out on the rug you've always wanted or / use this opportunity to firm up your seasonal business entertainment.
The inscrutable Chinese chef and his Puli are out on the beach for their morning walk. It's seven am and warm - or what constitutes for warm around here. We say 'Good morning'. The chef remains silent.
We manage to snatch a photo of what we think is the Pulis face. There's a 50-50 chance we might be wrong.
A serious gathering out by on the grass in front of the hotel that had the lead stolen from its roof . The Captain and Treasurer of the R&A are standing with the Chairman of the towns Preservation Trust. Stone is being chosen for the plinth of a statue of Tom Morris that may - or may not - go up this year depending on whether they raise the necessary funds. We pass the civic worthies when we're going up the hill. On our way down - twenty minutes later - they're still there. Stone chosing cannot be rushed.
The Old Course is once again home to Scottish gentlemen of a certain age insisting on their right, as residents, to play on the sacred turf. I'd thought the tourists had gone but there are sixty or so canny American retirees waiting to see if they've been allocated a tee off time. They're canny because they know September is the time when the weather is good and hotel prices are a third of their summer peak.
A wonderful 1966 Sunbeam Alpine parked in front of the R&A. A contrast to the large Volvos and Range Rovers that can usually be found here. A few days of sunshine and ancient convertibles - and their equally ancient owners - suddenly appear. From its high sheen this one is clearly garaged for 360 days a year. We wonder how any of us survived journeys in cars that were built in the 60's or 70's. They may look wonderful but they're small, flimsy and primitive.
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The Puli is wearing a pully!
Is it intentional that the Puli appears to be supporting Ukraine, or just it's owner's choice of cold weather gear. I think you did manage to capture it's face in the second photo, but offering treats is really the only way to be certain!
I wondered that about the Puli's sweater (pully?) as well. The Alpine is gorgeous. I had a bright red MGB back in the day. It broke down regularly and cost me a fortune, but I loved it. The article about guns and Americans was fascinating. There were guns in our house when I was growing up in New Jersey, and my mother was an NRA Sharpshooter. I never thought to ask my parents how such generally law-abiding and peaceful people ended up with a small armory, but maybe this article provides some clues.
The 2nd photo of the puli makes me wonder if the late Jim Henson used that breed as inspiration for a few of his Muppet characters. Lisa; its a small world. I once owned a candy apple red MGB GT rag top. It too cost me a fortune to keep it running, but it was so darn cute.
My first car was a white Sunbeam Alpine 1966 - occasionally it wouldn't start but it had a tool that I put in a hole at the front and cranked fast. This of course would be in the evening in downtown Seattle. There was a motor problem that a kind mechanic fixed "just under" the warranty period. When we moved to Texas it was this car or my husband's VW bug that needed to be sold and when someone came to drive the bug it made a noise (never did that before or after) so my car was sold. Oh the memories!
I have reached the age of being able to have the little impractical car, to drive on sunny days, and I love it. I only drive it about 1,500 miles a year.
My first car, bought from a friend moving from the US to Germany, was a 1964 chevy impala (nicknamed "Moose"). My second care was a TR3 convertible, cream with red leather seats. It was a dream; wish I still had it.
Difficult to determine the orientation of the Puli, but it does resemble a string mop with legs.
I love the puli's little black nose! I had a 1963 Karman Gia convertible. I know, different country of origin, but costly to maintain and tons of fun. I still miss it!
Oh dear. A plaintive white Ford Comet with no AC is all I can contribute to this delicious array of amazing cars!
British Racing Green. MGB here. It ran well, in fine weather only. But oh, it was loved. Grace
Sougenirs, souvenirs....
A second-hand Champagne-colored Citroën DS with directional headlights and 75000 kliks on the clock.! It required its own gas pipeline and careful handling of the "mushroom" brake pedal not to send your pasenger(s) flying into the windshield, but was tremendous fun to drive on the twisty back roads of the Drôme and Ardèche.
Try as I might, EVs and ebikes do not evoque the same mystique...
...passenger(s) !
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