Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
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A Significant Day
by admin - 21:40 on 02 October 2010
Shetland is famous for its lack of trees. If the Vikings didn't cut them down to build their longboats and cook their Spam the blame must rest on the frequent horizontal winds, such as the 70mph gale which swept up from the North Sea yesterday. As a result, little of a touristy nature was performed by Matchgirl and me.
Around the time we left for Hay's Dock and the posh evening nosh booked earlier, the rain we'd escaped during the rest of the day began to fall. Quite heavily. Then very heavily. Then extremely heavily. And continued to do so until shortly before dawn.
Whether my lack of sleep was caused by the monsoon or too much food and coffee at Hay's Dock, I don't know. Or perhaps I was unsettled by returning to 42 West Baila just as Felicity and her lucky partner concluded their opening performance in Strictly Come Dancing. Such is life.
But all was well this morning: blue sky, little wind and no rain greeted Matchgirl on the day of her Very Significant Birthday – the one that's cast a shadow over the last few weeks because she was certain she'd turn into an aged wreck overnight.
She didn't, of course, and now that the hurdle's been cleared she's become a little more perky. Only ten years until the next Very Significant Birthday...
My gifts to her were a Twin Peaks DVD box set (dreamboat Kyle McLachlan a reminder of her youth to which she doesn't object) and a day as a Carnivore Keeper at Highland Wildlife Park, which will give her special access to tigers, wildcats, the polar bear and other fanged and furry creatures that reside there. Sometimes I spoil her.
The spoiling continued, after a day of sightseeing around Shetland's mainland, when I made no objection to her inexplicable desire to watch The X Factor on TV. I, however, took a book into the kitchen while she watched the caterwauling wannabees. You have to draw the line somewhere.
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