BREATHLESS. (04/09/14)

I was out at first light this morning. I was hoping for some inversion mist over the river and the loch but it was just hazy. Not much good at all. We only went a couple of miles as the dogs are a bit under the weather. They are eating and drinking so it will hopefully be something rotten they found on a walk. On the way back I caught a glimpse of the loch and noticed the haze was clearing. I came back for a change of lens and had a pleasant half our or so taking breathless pictures.   A bit of Loch Ness.

    Half of Loch Ness. Fort Augustus is on the horizon.

    The River Foyers at it's confluence with the loch.

     The river from the bridge looking north.

     Looking south.

      The Bridge and some dead docks.

I am still trying for some star trail time lapse but am having trouble with condensation on the lens. I am thinking of trying a couple of those exothermic hand warmers. There are proper lens warmers available but even if I was of a mind to invest a hundred pounds, I so rarely have clear skies that I would have forgotten which safe place I’d hidden it in when I needed it. I suspect five or six pounds worth of hand warmers a rubber band and a bit of blanket may sort the job.

Fourteen days till the referendum. I enjoyed a BBQ last night with a few Scottish natives.  The normal good natured banter with yours truly the butt of their ire and wit. They seem to think that I am a closet Cameron/Osborne supporter, possibly just a closet.

I don’t know how true it is but they are convinced that any growth in the economy is down to Ozzy Osbourne, my mate, including prostitution and hard drugs in the gross national product. I looked on the internet; amazingly and ridiculous as it sounds they are not a hundred yards from the truth.

I dread to think how Ozzy arrived at a value for all this sniffing, puffing and shagging. I can only assume that he asked the Conservative MPs how much they spend a year on tarts, rent boys and illegal drugs then came up with a multiplier to include the other miscreants and malefactors in our society…….I still find it hard to credit but I never had the benefit of an immoral Oxbridge education.

I can still look at the debt they inherited and know it has doubled in under five years. I know they are printing money and holding down interest rates. Wealth Repression are the posh words for this robbery. Quantitative Easing are big words for daft. I don’t mind learning a few big words from my betters.

That’s all for today….More than enough….Have fun.