Showing posts with label other stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label other stuff. Show all posts

Thursday, 25 June 2015

a trip to crinan...

 
I was lucky enough to get a couple of days near Crinan, on the west coast of Scotland, a few days ago (whilst gate-crashing my folks' holiday as my mum turned the Big 70). And the sun shone (for some of the time)...BLISS.
I can't think of anywhere that does it for me better than the west coast in a bit of sun. 
 

 



 

 
A nice wee blogging story from the trip: my other half Ken recognised a American cycling blogger (whose blog he used to look at many years ago) who was sitting on the next table to us at the Fyne Ales Brewery. Her & her partner were over cycling in Scotland for a few days. Of course he introduced himself...."I hope this doesn't sound too creepy but...". I think they may have been a bit gobsmacked by the recognition (considering she lives in Texas and had wound up the blog 4 or so years ago) but thankfully not too weirded out to visit us on passing Perth today! You just never know....

Tuesday, 2 September 2014

"if you keep doing the same thing, you'll get the same results"

 
I’ve kept out of talking about the independence referendum online until now. I’m not really a poke you in the chest kind of person and my views rarely go out beyond my close family & friends (in fact rarely even to them). I’ve had conversations with customers in the shop but only when I’ve been asked for my opinion. I don’t use a personal account on facebook or twitter so I’ve never really felt it was appropriate to do so through my shop ones, as like with every other business, I have customers of all shades and I respect that their views might not match my own. This blog however has always been a little more personal so I hope you don’t mind if I say a few words about my thoughts.  

I could probably trace the shaping of my political views back to the teachers strike in the early eighties. It caused more disruption to us from the islands as we had to factor in extra ferry trips as the strikes happened in the middle of the week (we would normally stay on the mainland Mon-Fri). The younger ones of us ended up making the journey over to school just once a week as ferry time cut into lessons anyway and so we missed twice as many non-strike days as those on the mainland. Our local Tory MP’s answer to the strikes was to take his son out of our school and put him into a private school. Simple. I remember the crushing despair when the Tories got back into power in 1992. I was a student at the time and 22 years later I can still conjure up those feelings. My husband finds it amusing that I still to this day can’t watch anything with Michael Portillo in it, despite his later transformation into cuddly human form; you would have had to peel me off the ceiling when he lost his seat in 1997 such was my delight. I like railways, so this hurts just a little bit!
 
So you can take from that that my politics are somewhere to the left of centre. I’ve never joined a political party as I don’t fall neatly into any one camp. In my adult life I’ve voted tactically in every Westminster election - because that’s what you have to do as a Scottish voter, sadly.  

 I’ll be voting Yes in the referendum. I saw something like this line on twitter and it pretty much sums up my thoughts -  "If you keep doing the same thing, you'll get the same results". I don’t want the same results. If you vote the Tory party in you get what the Tory party do, it’s no great surprise that privatisation and dismantling of safeguards for the vulnerable follow. Eventually Labour will get back in power and will attempt to pull back on some of the damage but never fully will, despite perhaps their best intentions. And we see-saw backwards and forwards endlessly. Westminster has become this big bloated lumbering thing that is so encumbered by vested interests that it no longer responds to much else but those vested interests. I can't see it changing that much. I would like a fully independent outward-looking Scottish parliament that’s lithe & quick on its feet, which works in the best interests of all its citizens whilst looking out for its most vulnerable, one which takes responsibility for its mistakes and which will soon know all about it if it falls short. Going back to twitter and another memorable line, something like – “I want a parliament that’s close enough to touch” (or alternatively, “I want a parliament that’s so close I can kick its arse”).

 I could go on (and on) but I’ll not. Only to say that amongst my Perth friends who have expressed their intention to vote Yes there are Australian, Welsh, English, Scots & Lithuanian nationalities. It could just be that we'll all be disappointed on Sept 19th  (and I’ll be transported back to that student flat circa 1992 for a while) but at least as a country we’ll have had our eyes opened and our brains engaged that bit more than ever before. I’ll shut up now.
 
ps. I love all my customers.
 

Friday, 16 August 2013

looking for a new home...

 
....that is, for my hoardings of knobs & handles.

It's been about 6 years since I stopped working on furniture in the shop but although I've (mostly) rid myself of my collection of 'useful pieces of wood'  I still have 14 years worth of knobs, handles & miscellaneous removed from various pieces of furniture pre-revamp. I've just unearthed 2 boxes of these from under the seating at the back of shop and I've finally had to admit their time is most definately up.

Rather than throwing them out I'd LOVE to give them to somebody out there that could make use of them. Somebody that didn't just think they were junk. I'm not definite about the exact number but there must be hundreds of them, of all sorts. 

If you think you could do something interesting with them, or know that person who could, AND can pick them up from the shop in Perth, then drop me (Arlene) an email at mail@boovake.co.uk . 

I'm ever hopeful.
UPDATE: They've gone! And to someone who thought they were 'treasure'! Who'd have thought I'd get a teeny bit emotional on parting with them (I suppose they represent quite a part of the shop's history) - but on the other hand, it's great to get a bit more space back!


Tuesday, 30 October 2012

before it's just a distance memory....

When I got married last year my lovely family clubbed together to get us a weeks hire of a 70s VW campervan. Last month, more than a year later, we finally got to take that trip! The obvious choice for us was to head to the Highlands.
 
Our route (somewhat dictated by the weather): Inverness - Lochcarron - Applecross - Shieldaig - Kinlochewe - Red Point - Gairloch - Poolewe -  Altbea - Ullapool - Achiltibuie - Inverkirkag -Lochinver - Loch Assynt - Bonar Bridge - Croik (detour)- Portmahomack - Nigg - Cromarty - Fortrose - Inverness. 
Bealach na Bà
Our van 'Blanche' (she was white just a few weeks before) managed the singletrack hairpins over the Bealach na Bà into Applecross like a trouper (all thanks to Ken).

Applecross   
on the Applecross Peninsula

Badachro
Red Point
the viewpoint at Red Point

Inverewe Gardens, Poolewe
The brightest day coincided with us passing through Poolewe so the perfect opportunity to take a wee wander around the Inverewe Gardens.  




under Stac Pollaidh
Altandhu
We had a mixed bag of not so bad weather from the beginning but on the sixth day our luck well and truly ran out - above being our view for most of the day (think windows open and squeegee in operation for full effect - got to see through that windscreen somehow!). So cruel since we passed through some of the most amazing landscape that day. Just as well we got a good look at Stac Pollaidh the day before as Suilven and Canisp were no where to be seen. So instead of continuing north we followed our noses and headed back eastwards.

Ardvreck Castle, Loch Assynt
Croick Church
On the way back east we took a wee detour to Croick Church best known for it's connection to the Highland Clearances and the sheltering families of Glencalvie, who recorded their plight in stratched messages on the window in 1845. The small churchyard is also the last resting place of a dear family member so a rather poignant place for me all round.. 

close-up of Croick Church window
Portmahomack
So where to head next? Portmahomack of course -  the driest place in Scotland (apparently). At least that day it lived up to it's reputation.
Nigg
on the Nigg - Cromarty ferry
Cromarty
Chanonry Point
We spent the last night on the Black Isle before returning 'Blanche' back to her home in Inverness. After a week of being greeted with waves and smiling faces it was quite a comedown to hand over our 'mobile tearoom' & drive away in our very ordinary car. 

Thursday, 28 June 2012

stockholm & helsinki


In the absence of summer.... a wee look back to a watery Nordic trip from this time last year. Never quite got round to blogging about it before. We had a few days in Stockholm before taking the ferry over to Helsinki for a few more. Before we left the weather was dismal (here & there) so we packed accordingly, but on arrival we hit a bit of a heatwave. It was hot!!

For anyone who has been to Stockholm (or Helsinki) you'll know that it's not cheap, so it was a diet of bread, cheese & water for us for most of the time (I won't embarass myself by listing all the food items I managed to pack into my suitcase beforehand!), and it was probably the most sober holiday for a long time (my husband is a brewer so beer usually features high up on the agenda) but we definately made the most of eating outside.   
   

One of the best things we did in Stockholm was to hire some bikes and get out and about around the many islands. It's such a joy to cycle there as there are cycle-lanes absolutely everywhere. It feels extremely safe - even in the middle of the city. And it was a perfect way to get about in the heat. I couldn't recommend it more.








  
We decided to book the overnight ferry to Helsinki after being told by a friend that it would be just as cheap or cheaper than a night's accomodation elsewhere. It wasn't. At least not compared to the places we usually stay! Oh well, we all have our different budgets (perhaps he's not quite a bread & cheese kind of guy). Having said that we both thoroughly enjoyed the experience.





Our cabin on the ferry! (complete with faux view)  


This was our first time in Helsinki (I've been to Stockholm once before, K a couple of times) so would have liked to spend a bit more time here to get our bearings. Would have been great to get out and about on bikes here too. It was extremely hot (you don't quite get that from the photos) so we spent a lot of time lurking in the shadows.