Showing posts with label weather. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weather. Show all posts

Sunday, 7 June 2009

BBQ - Aberdeen style


Back in Aberdeen, I am delighted to report that the humans here are too stupid to realise our climate is not suitable for barbecues. 

Every summer, in a triumph of hope over experience, someone decides that a party which involves cooking and eating outdoors is a good idea. No matter that the guests may need to bring their winter jackets or risk hypothermia. See Laura, pictured left, she's wearing gloves and she's from Finland! 

Well I already have a built in furry coat, so I just adore barbecues in any weather. I expect you can guess why! 

Thank you, thank you, thank you Katherine and Dave for allowing me to come along with Gail to the party at your lovely new home.

Fortunately, and despite their apparent misunderstanding of the term 'barbecue weather', all these supposedly clever young people from the university did at least seem to know that a dog's well-being depends on a regular supply of meaty titbits, and plenty of affectionate pats on the head. And if they forgot, I can assure you that I did not for one moment suffer in silence...

Tuesday, 22 July 2008

Baytree House B&B, Kirkcudbright

Back in Aberdeen now, and not impressed with the weather. You can usually rely on it being nice and chilly here, but not today. I spent most of the afternoon hidden in bushes, trying not to overheat. Where was the haar when I needed it most?

No complaints about the temperatures on holiday last week though. Cool, windy, damp, just how I like it. And no complaints about the accommodation either. Can I in particular recommend to other Westies the Baytree House B&B in Kirkcudbright? (http://www.baytreekirkcudbright.co.uk/). You can be sure of a warm welcome there - nice big rooms, a garden with lots of interesting corners to explore, friendly, relaxed owners. The breakfasts smelled great and the morsel of sausage I was offered was really tasty, though as usual too small. I even wangled my way into the kitchen and if Gail hadn't intervened I'm sure my cute begging stunt would have yielded positive results.