Aye well, if you know us then you’ll know why it’s been so busy out there and so quiet on here.   A lovely afternoon yesterday though, father’s day and Dad’s 99th birthday.

Clematis are in for Mum – she tried for many years to grow a jackmanii against the rose trellis in Cambusbarron, and dad would regularly go over it with the lawnmower.   Always purely accidental,  and good humour restored after a few exchanged swearies, but I like to think she would enjoy these beauties.   The blue ones are are a totally different colour in real life, Olympus doesn’t do Scottish purple.  Maybe I need to find out the pantone.

Dad also had a birthday lunch at the church, received their flowers and a huge fruit cake, along with a card signed by every one of the congregation, from the wee tots right up.