Colcam

I've only recently got back from taking a wee holiday in England-shire - Morecambe to be precise - or to be even more precise I've come back from there to take a wee holiday here at home!

The plan was to go down to visit my daughter and do some decorating for her, a job I started over a year ago but haven't had time to go back and complete. It'll be enjoyable, thought I, and a nice break away from the Highlands, and I can keep the blog up to date of an evening too.

Me and the Mongrel [my other half] and Kaspy the Collie duly set off, the Mongrel driving, the collie on the back seat with her seat belt harness on, and made it as far as Glencoe where, on a nasty left-hander, the backend of the car slid out, we hit a stone bridge parapet, spun across the road and demolished the crash barrier and, of course, the car.

Nobody hurt, fortunately, and the dog wondered what all the fuss was about.

Not so fortunately the car wasn't ours - we borrowed it from the Mongrel's son because it was more economical in fuel, but with a £500 insurance excess which we felt obliged to pay for him our economy drive wasn't looking so good.

Anyway, after much delay the wreck and ourselves were transported back to where we started, we transferred all our stuff into our own car, and started out again, somewhat nervously.

Morecambe may be beside the sea, and the weather might be beautiful [unlike the Highlands] but none of that was to be enjoyed by me. I spent the whole time plastering and rubbing down walls, swinging a paint roller and getting my head frazzled by two delightful but exhaustingly lively toddlers, not to mention their mother, my daughter, who is worse.

And her very hairy collie, Badger, managed to sit in a full tray, a big tray, of magnolia emulsion.

As for the blog... my Mac notebook couldn't connect to the available router, and in between decorating and cleaning paint off hairy collies I had to reload and configure two Macs belonging to my daughter.

I was too exhausted to blog, especially on a strange computer and, I kid you not, my fingers were bleeding by week two with the sandpaper.

It's nice to be back home for a well earned break.


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