Pebbles on Life’s Beach
I missed an opportunity today – I should have taken my kite with me … sigh!
However in all other respects but one – it was a good day. The one respect that was not good happened just as I set off – the dogs well settled in their beds. I boarded the first bus of the day and asked for my ticket. The driver is comparatively new and it took him twice of not being willing to look for my ticket before he asked for training – so I know that he knows how to do it. Today I added a level of complexity because I needed a connecting service, as I did a few weeks ago when I made a similar journey one evening.
He very briefly considered my request and said he didn’t think he could do it. I advised he could and I had bought the same ticket within the past few weeks. I was told to sit down to save him the bother (such charm!) Of course once I reached Forfar and changed buses I had to buy a return ticket form there which was almost the same as the price from home but I still had a single ticket to buy to get me back from Forfar later on. The money is an issue but more importantly I was treated as an inconvenience instead of a customer – so I spent the second leg of my journey writing a complaint.
Having had a rant to someone about the inappropriate behaviour of that driver I settled to enjoy my visit to the seaside – mind I almost thought It was going to be a wash out because half way the heavens opened. Arbroath managed to stay dry and even sunny.
I could have stood and watched the work in the boatyard for hours – even though I was stood on a wee bridge with water underneath – I am very pleased to report that my vertigo is still in remission even after all this time of not being around harbours and water – I was really comfortable walking round the harbour with no railing and leaning over railings in other places – even climbing up to a fishing gallery on the harbour wall!
I could also bore you daft with photos of the eroded sandstone around the harbour – but I managed to contain myself and grab just the one picture today
Then I walked on the shingly beach, beach combed and … yes I got my feet wet!
From there I started a slow meander towards my meeting but I had to stop and cuddle two chowchows on the way – just 7 months old and brothers – a pair of doggy teddy bears! I was intrigued by some other doggy activity too – a couple were cycling around the harbour area with trailers on their bikes containing a golden retriever and a cocker spaniel. Now I have in the past considered the idea of a doggy trailer on a bike to get Dog from A to B to be able to exercise somewhere new and different. But they weren’t getting the dogs out to exercise – just cycling round the harbour area and the goldie was stood up and to be honest looked a bit cramped.
The meeting was, like the parson’s egg, good in parts! I made some interesting and unexpected contacts; probably inflamed another who then appeared to back down a little after a moment’s consideration and came away disappointed that the other Social Entrepreneurs there are happy for someone else to organise and run their (our) network rather than us driving the boat! We’ll see.
So goal accomplished – seaside and a paddle … I feel refreshed and I bet I sleep tonight with all that sea air.