A mug of yogi liquorice tea, with its little tag saying ‘Enjoy the breath of life” and a couple of oatcakes laden with butter and Camusterrach honey seems to have completed the recovery. Two bananas and a paracetamol at 8.00pm followed by breakfast at 8.30pm tells me it was a long migraine today. It was not so intense as the usual ones and was only nauseous the once but it went on for ever or felt like that around six when I should have been relatively healthy again. Not had such a debilitating one for a long time, stayed on the couch while Angus, the window cleaner was in, and could not get the diesel for the generator as requested. I actually headed off down the road but got as far as the church before turning back. Tomorrow morning if they did not manage it as fishing is planned, weather good and looking forward to it although not expecting many prawns but lots of tangles. Always connections around here and yesterday I was chatting to one of the ladies at Highland Wholefoods and talking about just this gluten and headache reactions. She was telling me her fifteen year old was suffering terribly from bad headaches and the gluten-free was introduced last easter….result no headaches, just that simple. So decision made gluten-free diet coming up.
Enough of that and yesterday was such a good one, leaving to see the accountant with the pier books done, I hope. Family all settled in for a hard day ahead.
Trip involved going to Kyle first and the Bealach was looking broody.
Called in at the Bank of Scotland and came across the first very pleasant surprise of the day. Met Nigel and brought back memories of an old style bank manager. Not that the recent ones were bad, in fact just the opposite as they had there hands tied by central office and were not allowed to make any decisions themselves and they did not like it. Today I got all the statements I had lost and more so first hurdle over and it was through to Inverness via Loch Ness. The Five Sisters stopped me at Shiel Bridge
and then further along the road noticed one of the feral goats with her young trotting behind, grazing on the roadside verge. Spur of the moment stopped at the next lay by and walked back to where I had seen them. Took a few photos but was more concerned when the mother nipped up the side of the hill
and the kid could not get across the ditch.
With cars charging by and the kid very nervous, running across the road seemed to be an option so a wee rescue had to be undertaken and a lift across the ditch for a reunite with her mum.. Nice quiet drive through with a fair bit of snow by the road side and now regret not stopping again for a few more snaps, just the one and without the snow.
Next it was to see Keith and the usual banter. “I thought I was going to see you in July” that was last year’s promise. Did not make one this year, not a public one anyway. Get on with him which is just as well, borrowed a room and half an hour later I had every transaction noted and only my VAT workings to give him and maybe no fines. More banter and off to Highland Wholefoods, book buying, and the Co-op and Gaelforce before picking up Greg for the journey home. A short one as we chatted most of the way and back before you know it. Head only started after getting home so with today out of the way I am back to enjoying the breath of life. That and enjoying the company of a happy accountant and happy bank manager, a good couple of days.