Went to south west Scotland at the start of the month, to a place I had only vague memories of, which isn't surprising as I was only 4 at the time. Anyway, Garlieston was very cold and windy on the day of arrival, but the next day was quite nice, so a march to Isle of Whithorn, and the Steam Packet Inn, took place. Was muddy, very muddy, but was good to discover new territory. The place where we stayed in Garlieston was nice, though there was only one pub in the village, so falling out with the owner was not on the agenda, apart from the lack of beer selection, all went well.
The month started with a lot of walking to be honest, had a lot of early shifts allowing me to head along the coast to Kirkcaldy after work, the longer nights help. A lot of steps maybe, though I accept that my usual discipline regarding beer and malt whisky went out the window most days. I must get back into the gym mindset..I have a sensible gene-only kicked in with maturity- which means I rarely awake with a hangover, though I need to get as fit as I was a few days ago.I write this every month only to remind myself of what happened, perhaps the biggest personal issue this month was my father's 80th birthday today, same day and same year as Warren Beatty. He has been ill and has had a most pessimistic diagnosis in the last couple of days. He continues to be a local legend, keep fighting Dad!
Here shows Ron/dad on his special birthday, plus me on day of arrival in Garlieston, and a picture of Bea on way to Isle of Whithorn.
