Monday April 24th 2023
It’s that time of year again when Penicuik begins its annual seasonal events. The first call this Saturday was the Street Fayre in the precinct. I could have guaranteed that Friday’s spring sunshine, albeit chilly would disintegrate on Saturday and sure as eggs it did. The skies were gloomy, there was a strong wind and to add to the day, the wind came straight from the arctic. Despite that, some brave souls manned the stalls and some folk ventured out in their winter gear to shop.
I admit that I did take refuge in coffee and sausages on a roll, out of the wind before I chatted to the Mens Shed folk. Oh, but when you are having to hang onto guy ropes to stop the awning taking off it makes for a difficult morning.
Needless to say, by Sunday the chill had taken its toll and by Monday (today as I write) I have the shivers and a head cold despite having been wrapped up with my scarf practically over my face.
I don’t know when it is the best time for outdoor pursuits in Penicuik but I’m beginning to think April is a bit too soon!
I recall one year at the installation of the Hunter and Lass towards the end of May there was even snow. At least it made this politician’s speech that day short if not sweet.
Back to Saturday past. I of course bumped into Mose compete in his Town Crier regalia and bell and I had a long chat with Derek Rosie a weel kent name in the town and saw the recycling (appropriately) of bicycles which frankly are a snip. One lucky buyer was carting hers all the way back to Stranraer. There are also plans to open in the precinct recycling of furniture as well and in these days when money is tight that is welcome as well as good for the planet.
Anyway, now I’m off for a Lemsip and a soluble paracetamol as I am working from home and feeling a tad sorry for myself though the cat (Mr Smokey) could not be more pleased..
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