Heard a nice wee tale about my Mum yesterday evening relayed by Ali Mackenzie. Seems after the war she was over here doing some district nursing. To get around she had a Ridge bike, 200cc seemingly, and it was a troublesome starter. So this day she was in Milton and trying to head off but failing miserably when Murdo Macrae, boat builder and Robert’s grandfather, wandered up and began giving her a series of suggestions on what the trouble was and how to fix it. Younger then, a fair bit flustered and a little out of character she turned to Murdo and snapped “I know too much about this for you to be telling me what is wrong”. To which Murdo quickly replied “You are the first person I have ever met that knew too much about anything”. I think a quick spark plug clean took place and off she went, possibly a little chastened.
Turned out to be a long day, after a late night I headed off to bed with a slightly ominous feeling and sure enough I woke with a bit of a “head” which by the time I made it to work was full-blown. Only the Boss knew and just managed to function through the day. Far too many pain killers but needs must. Yorkshire boys here providing the entertainment for the last couple of days and continued throughout the afternoon. Was not much else on the go apart from the weather which was varying between stormy to gale force.
Enough to take a phone call from the Press and Journal as they had a report of gusts of 102mph. Evening was still windy but stunning light to the south.
Lie down for an hour and then a Community Company meeting where there was a huge amount discussed and an array of problems talked through with solutions offered for every one. Although it can be very onerous at times meetings that offer solutions are to be recommended to any one. The other advantage is that I fought a migraine and won through, appreciating a stormy day and doing something constructive. The new Facebook page set up for the Company has been really well received and will improve our lack of communications with the Community.www.facebook.com/applecrosscommunitycompany. The directors are really pleased with the close to 200 likes and hope you keep them coming. At times I have this really strange thought that they are almost worth it when you experience the feeling coming out the other side although they are pretty tiring and have a “mind” of their own. Dougal and Co are equally content now each having part of a leg of a hind in their grasp, possibly can tell.
Another amusement happened earlier in the week when Baxter of Milton received a parcel from his friendly postie, Dai. Although a little puzzled he thought it may be an early Christmas present. On opening it he found a squeaky pig and was totally bemused. He then got onto the phone to his daughters and slowly the penny dropped, the parcel was delivered to the wrong address. Not only are there two Baxters in Applecross but there are two Baxter Thompsons here. As there was no note or any other message it had not been clear which Baxter the present had been for. As the other Baxter he is a wee terrier,
the squeaky pig was obviously meant for Baxter Thompson, Camusterrach and not Milton.
On reflection it was a bit of a dog day as on leaving the pub I gave Fru and Sprougle some biscuits and Minnie had to have a couple more, all regular visitors. So between them our own lot and Baxter…..