Sun, rain and midgebites

Whaur's your South Sea islands now?
Originally uploaded by goforchris.

I've just finished uploading the last of my photos from the Colonsay trip here on Flickr. I chose the one on the right because the intensely blue sky reminded me that it was summer then - let's hope it returns. On the TV News tonight I saw the flooded fields of disconsolate farmers, and wondered if the weather had anything to do with the not very pleasant new potatoes I've been buying, which have pale fawn insides - undetectable when scrubbing - and a strange smell.

This is the first time for as long as I can recall that I've been at home during the first week in July, and I have to admit I was seized today by the sudden notion to book a holiday somewhere with guaranteed sun and heat. In the meantime, however, I'm so glad to have seen this clip on Complete Tosh. I thought I recognised Bury St Edmunds - glad to have it confirmed.

Tomorrow will see the second Midgebites and Candlelight at Holy Trinity Dunoon. If you read this, you're welcome!

Picnic by the Loch

As this lovely spot is blessed by a strong phone signal, I am able to post this even as I demolish the last crumbs of shortbread from the picnic. We are hoping that the curious cow we bodyswerved on the way up the path has not summoned her compadres to await our return, but there's the rural life for you. Our path home goes through the grounds of Colonsay House, which are quite unlike the rest of the island - all trees and rhododendrons. I prefer the heathery slopes onto which we shall emerge. I suspect that the boathouse gurgling beside me belongs to the gentry - but I approve of this bit. So that's ok then.

Gie's a break

Life is becoming somewhat hectic this week - I'm off to Edinburgh tomorrow, Perth on Saturday and Colonsay on Sunday. I tried to enter this last destination on Dopplr, but alas they haven't heard of it yet. Apparently there is someone living on Colonsay whom I may know from school, but I'm not reckoning on bumping into hordes of eager readers of this blog. In fact, I'm really looking forward to not communicating much at all - though the addiction may creep back via some moblogging. If there's a phone signal.

At the moment I'm despairing of teamwork without adequate communications. In fact I'm turning into a communications bore.

Moi? Boring?