Another different day …

Posted: March 11, 2012 in england, Leisure, met office, moped, Uncategorized
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After yesterday’s sunshine, we listened with bated breath to the weather man. Yes I am sure he said Sunday will be just the same as Saturday. It’s going to be wall to wall sunshine.

As a result of the very positive prognostication A (quicker to use the first letter of the alphabet than a name. It signifies her importance to me and is much quicker than any other descriptor that would do sufficient justice to her)  and I decided to be off out early. Never mind it’s a bit overcast, the cloud will burn away soon, it will be lovely. No need to take that heavy coat it will be too hot to wear.

A very cold hour and a half later we acknowledged what any self respecting occupant of these Northern Isles knows. Don’t trust the weather forecast. Nonetheless, we had gone out and found the buzzing rally that we had been told about. There were to be huge numbers of vintage 1960’s motorcycles and mopeds. There they all were congregating in a field next to a pub. A and I tried to pick our way daintily between the puddles, ankle deep mud and cow pats. In fact there was a staggering selection of bikes to look at, about twenty or so. 😮

A nice red one,

A lovely silver looking one,

And some others.

I would have taken more pictures but by this time my knees were turning blue. There was a strange man in a Hi Vis jacket trying to sell me something oily from a cardboard box balanced on the back of something that looked like a bicycle with a lawn mower engine strapped to it.  Quick A, while his back is turned run for the car!

It was like the start of Le Mans, tyre’s spinning (sorry didn’t mean to cover you in mud but …) we left in a cloud of smoke. Still being hopeful of some sun we stopped at a lovely village green for coffee and nibbles.

Just one of the quaint houses we could see from our picnic bench. By this time, overcome by what could be a nasty touch of frostbite we beat a hasty retreat home. As I pulled the car onto our drive, the sun in all its glory peered from behind a black cloud and smiled on us. A stiff breeze was still blowing so we ate lunch in the polytunnel. Warm and protected it was actually very pleasant. Over lunch the sun strengthened and it seemed the weather man was right after all. I took a photo of one of my little North facing clematis blooms:

far hardier than I.

As the sun shone we went for a walk in the afternoon. Not wanting to be caught out we took cardigans and jackets. The sun blazed from a cloudless sky, … we carried our cardigans and jackets.

The sky was a lovely azure blue as we walked. We found a willow covered in flowers, the tree was alive with hover flies and bees. I include a couple of final pictures to prove that actually the met office did get it half right, Huzzah.

and finally a blasted oak, or is it just waiting, like me, for spring to burst into leaf

we returned home to home made ginger beer, very alcoholic, and an evening by the fire.

  1. I can see a few Triumphs, what others were there?

    The house is quaint, and such taste too – what a nice Defender sitting outside.

    Love clematis, and that dappled one is so pretty.

    Fabulous gnarled tree, misread that as you were about to burst into leaf ….

    • The red one is a BSA bantam (I think), the silver is a Triumph, I am sure this is a replica of one scrambled by Steve McQueen, the third picture is two trumpets with a modern jap thing in black and a blue BSA, not sure which model. There was also a Greaves but I couldn’t get to it in time to snap, it too disappeared in a puff of blue smoke.

      The house is indeed quaint, I hadn’t noticed the Defender. I used to have a Freelander (so not a real one then) but my inner eco warrior got the better of me and I sold it. It was never as good as my first proper Landrover, issued to me in 1975 reg 00FK36 brilliant, but so sad I can remember the number.

      I am doing my domestic god(ess?) bit today, just finished hoovering, the price I pay for not cooking. Although as it is my girls birthday I have been told that I am cooking tonight, that’ll be beans on toast then and I can show her your post to prove how good that is for her, still haven’t caught up on the secret ingredient though.

    • Vicky says:

      Never noticed the Defender either 😳

  2. Nothing sad about remembering a Landy reg number. Our oldest is 1974, a proper one natch. I’ve just been informed of the reg number of Partner’s first which was a 1965 Series II. I do have a Land Rover blog you know 😀 except I need to sort it out 😦

    Your wish and all that, secret ingredient now published 🙂

  3. pix & kardz says:

    i too have learned that the ones who announce the weather do merely that. they do not make it. sometimes that is actually a good thing – especially if the forecast was for miserable weather which ends up being quite nice.
    that old tree has lots of character – a nice click. as are the others, of course.
    just wanted to say thanks for following my blog. how cool is that! 😀

    • My pleasure. I am now camera less, my girl has a better use for it, but I am quite pleased with the ‘phone I use. I like picture blogs / sites, perhaps looking at good photo’s will make mine better?

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