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I live in a camper van with a West Highland Terrier for company.
My passion is creating images but it is a work in progress.
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Tuesday 22 January 2013

WELL!! (22/01/13)

IMG_0013_4_5_tonemapped_edited-1     This morning I waited for the light for our second walk. We went slip sliding about. Slip sliding up Well Street, slip sliding up Old Well Street. Could I find the sulphur well? Could I heckers like! We ended up in a wood I lost the dogs, I fell in a concealed hole. I said ‘Bless my Soul’ and having located the little darlings set off back to town. This is a bit of town….HDR processed and contre jour. A magical morning.

Back in the metropolis………..

IMG_0007_8_9_tonemapped_edited-1The Moffat Ram.  It is fenced and photographed . It is a deaf Ram it has no ears.

IMG_0010_1_2_tonemapped_edited-1  The Town Hall…..this used to be the spa where the waters from the well I couldn’t find were imbibed.

IMG_0004_5_6_tonemapped_edited-1We went to have a look inside St Andrews but once again folk were singing inside…..must be devout people here. It is a wonderful church. I’ll try and get inside tomorrow.

Thursday I have to head back south for a week.

Great weather here. I hope you are enjoying winter. School teachers are, bet the scallywags are all off skiing and sledging having shut the schools on Elf and Safety grounds. Break a Leg as the thespians say.

27 comments:

  1. Cracking first image Adrian...Good job the hole you found wasn't the well you were looking for!

    You didn't fancy a bit of a sing song in the church then?

    Times have changed!...the first time I got the cane at school was for missing one day when the roads were so icy that I couldn't ride my bike the 2 miles to get there!...[;o)

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    1. Ta Trevor, The well is supposed to be in a shed. I think that is what the bloke in the campanology shop said.
      No! No church for me. I was a choir boy....spent ages resisting the advances of the choir master. I don't want to appear self promoting but I was a pretty boy.
      I used to walk over a mile to school. I got the cane for wearing wellies I was seventeen at the time. Ripped the cane from his hand and broke it over my knee.
      Perverts at church and school.

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  2. Well, I can't laugh, hee hee. Well, the Ram, is out of this world. I hope you can make it to the south.

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    1. Bob, no bother heading south. It is cruel to laugh at the afflicted. When your electric cart gets stuck I will admit to a wee snigger. I'm heading from Sheffield to Milton Keynes. If you fancy a day out then I can head your way and you can educate me. Bring a mallet and knock in Canon. I still reach for Olympus buttons that aren't there.

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  3. Some excellent pictures today Adrian.
    The Moffat Ram looks interesting. Does it have a story?
    Maybe you should join the choir there, and gatecrash the church.

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    1. It does that Keith. it was given to the town by a posh bloke after it had lost it's ears.
      I gave the church up at fourteen, real weirdoes. Even I don't think anal sex is acceptable or pleasant.
      Up Hill Gardeners they are.

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    2. Hypocrites to boot.... they refuse to marry the proper funny folk. Show me a priest who is without buggery and I will lead you to a unicorn.

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  4. Wonderful light in the first photo!

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  5. Lovely HDR Adrian, I really love that view.

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  6. I really like the first photo of the country side...beautiful.
    I'd like to see some more detail of the church. It's a very ornate structure. I'm sure that inside it is just as detailed. I always wonder how they can keep these buildings in repair ?

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    1. The Church of Scotland must struggle a bit.

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  7. Good read and photos Adrrian. Thank for the tip with the eye dropper in p/shop too.

    peter

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    1. Peter thank you. The eye dropper generally works for colour correction. Life gets a whole lot more complicated when it doesn't. I shoot RAW so can adjust colour temperature.

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  8. Hi Adrian....Wow that first one is a awesome shot, but they all are nice even the deaf Ram ; )
    Try to stay on your feet and those rascals in tow!!
    Grace


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    1. Grace, they are four leg drive. My walks are accompanied to shouted . "Stop Pulling!"

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  9. Great pictures, the snow makes for wonderful light. Glad you were not hurt on the fall and the dogs weren't lost.

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    1. Gillian, I'm fine. I'm glad that there was no one about to laugh. the dogs always come back eventually.

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  10. Never was a choir boy. Never got the cane. I was a wiley chappie. I've been snowed in in Moffat. It's a good refuge with two small uns in a snowstorm.

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    1. I could get out Graham. There isn't much snow here.

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  11. Well, (ha) you have discussed some adventures in this post...

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    1. Busy day here Katherine. Busy for me anyway.

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  12. Gorgeous light in that first image, especially. You always know how to make it work for you.

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    1. Not always Hilary....I'm still not confident with the Canon.

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  13. Well to you too.

    I never knew it was ‘heckers like’ and not ‘heck-as-like’. See, you learn something every day.
    Hope you make it south today; it’s still a bit hairy round here in the west. But you’ll be glad to know the little blue pills have arrived.

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    1. Friko, don't rely on me for the spelling of colloquialisms, you could be right. I've made it to Derbyshire for a long weekend. I don't actually use Mexican 'Blue Pills' I have got to an age when I could use the efficacy but am a touch worried that what the body can't do it probably oughtn't.

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