Today’s guest picture comes from Dropscone who is enjoying a city break in Edinburgh with his daughter Susan. They climbed a hill and got this splendid view of Princes Street.
I heard some rain when I woke up in the middle of the night but by the time that we got up in the morning, the weather had returned to the calm, dry state to which we have become accustomed recently.
It was above freezing so after breakfast I cycled along to the producers’ market at the Buccleuch Centre and stocked up on good things.
There was time for a coffee and a look out of the window when I got back. The garden was knee deep in robins…
…or possibly one robin running around very vigorously….
…though I definitely saw two different ones on the lawn….
…at the same time.
They seemed to be happy enough to share the space and were even walking off together when a third robin arrived and chased them both away. This action was too quick for my shutter finger though.
Pairs of birds were the flavour of the day.
I didn’t have long to hang about though as Mrs Tootlepedal is going to spend a week staying with her mother in the south and I had to take her to Carlisle to catch a train. Well, I would have taken to her Carlisle to catch a train if we hadn’t found out that it was cancelled when we got to the station.
The overhead wires had been damaged further to the south and things looked pretty grim for the traveller. We had arrived in plenty of time to catch the non existent train and luckily, she was directed onto a train to Preston leaving in five minutes and told that she would be able to change there and continue her journey south.
I waited until the train came in and waved her off. The station at Carlisle is undergoing a complete roof rebuild and the platforms feel rather eerie at the moment.
I got home safely and even though she had only been gone about an hour, I was already so bored that I washed the car…
…though I didn’t go as far as cleaning the hubcaps.
I might have gone for a short pedal but I had an appointment in the Market Place to sing some carols as part of the goings on to celebrate the switching on of our Christmas lights.
There was all sorts of fun.
This is my flute pupil Luke disguised as a turtle being embraced by his mother.
You can see Spongebob Squarepants in the background and Buzz Lightyear was about too but quite what they had to do with either Christmas or Langholm was a secret that was not divulged…..but they were having a good time.
There was a good turnout of carol singers and we sang several carols unaccompanied until a section of the Town Band turned up…
… to give us a boost. They had been playing at the producers’ market in the morning and then at Gretna Village in the afternoon so they had had a busy day of tootling.
Billy, the compère for the occasion made announcements and Scott, the minister, blessed the tree…
…and finally the great moment came and the lights were switched on.
The large crowd cheered appreciatively and after a close up of one of the light panels that go across the street….
…I headed for home.
The town bridge was lit up and made a pretty sight….
….as I approached the suspension bridge to cross the river.
The suspension bridge was lit up too for the first time this year but funds hadn’t been sufficient to stretch the lights the whole way across…
…so crossing the dark middle section might have required an act of faith but when you actually got onto the bridge, the way was clear…
…and I crossed fearlessly.
After a final look up the river from the middle of the bridge…
…I went home, filled with the spirit of the season, and made myself some fish and chips for tea.
The leaves of the day are Mrs Tootlepedal’s leeks just waiting to be turned into soup…
…and after yesterday’s feast of flying chaffinches, this was the best that I could do today.