Pipe Band Competition.

An annual event which I always enjoy. You either love the sound of the pipes - or hate them. Well I love the sound.
At the end of the day the massed bands come on to the field and sends shivers down my spine. One day I will get to the Edinburgh Tattoo - another for the list for when/if we retire.
Today is Bank Holiday Monday, in England, and we have typical holiday weather, blowing a gale and overcast.
Its that time of year when one scrutinises the house for scuffs on the walls, identifying rooms that will require re-decoration, bedding that will have to be replaced and so on. I booked a chimney sweep who said he would come Tuesday but am now wondering if he meant Tuesday next year...

Harvest Time

On the left is the combine harvester, on the right the tractor/trailer collecting the seed and just above is the moon.
Seeing these machines come over the field should have the War of the Worlds music going full blast. However, we have guests in, and I dont want to scare them away.
The glorious 12th was on Tuesday but along with the noise of harvesting machines we have had the bangs of guns for days before - the country side is so-o-o peaceful!

Peterhead Open Harbour Day

Was on Saturday. And just to confuse everyone even further, these are model boats, some of which were on display in the old Fish Market. There were lots of stalls, entertainment, and refreshments. I bought a box of kippers for a fiver. Added to the breakfast menu here at Greenbrae. The weather was atrocious, heavy rain, but the people had come out in droves to support the event. There is always something going on here, Scottish Week, Fishfest and when Winter draws in all the quiz games start up and indoor bowls.
We are still waiting for someone to release us into retirement - I quite fancy the blue rinsed hair, white pumps, and a bowling ball in hand.
But then again....

The there was light.

We had a professional photographer

staying with us who needed a lighthouse with waves crashing up it. Unfortunately it was one of those rare times when the sea was flat, calm and there was no wind!

You have to laugh - otherwise you would go mad.

I needed to laugh last week. We had people not turning up, cancelling at the last minute, and leaving without paying.

So perhaps working 9-5 (7-7) had some advantages. At least I got paid every month. The guests booked in this week will be met by a mad woman laughing hysterically.