It was a beautiful sunny morning in Blairgowrie today, and as a break from writing I popped into the town for a quick tearoom visit with my delightful assistant, and a mooch round the charity shops.
I was sure I had mentioned today’s tearoom before in this blog, but it seems not. Unfortunately, because I thought I had, I didn’t take many photos today and I only had my mobile phone camera. However, in lieu of doing a fuller post at some point in the future, here’s a little taster.
I had my usual here, i.e. a big fruit scone and a decaf latte. The scones are generally quite large in this place but today they were huge. I honestly don’t know if I’ve ever had a bigger scone anywhere. The photos don’t do it justice, but you could try imagining something the size of a pair of fists belonging to someone slightly larger than average. When I look at it here it looks barely bigger than one fist, which I can’t understand at all. I remember it well and it seemed massive to me.
The latte was topped with a fluff of foam on top projecting beyond the rim of the glass, a nice touch making me feel I’d got more than I’d paid for.
After our coffee and scones we waddled slowly down the street, popping in and out of charity shops, inspecting the teacups for sale. I nearly bought some with gold rims and yellow flowers on them and goodness knows why I didn’t take a photo of them, but perhaps it’s just as well that I’m not reminded of them too much.
The sun was shining brightly, right up until I took a photo of some crocuses, when it ducked behind a cloud. Even so they were still a blaze of colour brightening up the grey street.
For the last couple of years there’s been a gallery and shop in Blairgowrie set up and run by the artist himself, but sadly I noticed today that it’s closing down. It had this notice in the window. It would be a good deal to get one free painting, never mind an extra wee one to boot:
That’s it for today’s swanning around, but it was a very nice little break from staring at a computer screen.