Blethering in North Queensferry

What a difference a day makes. The humid wetness of yesterday had disappeared and the sun shone.
His Lordship suggested we make a foray to North Queensferry in the hunt for another piece of driftwood for the patio.

Although this would be ornamental in the first instance, it could well come in handy when the extortionate rise in energy prices forces us to burn anything at hand in order to survive.


We tootled across the Bridge, noting a worker abseiling up( or maybe down) one of the hawsers and several more standing on the top of one of the towers. It gave me vertigo just looking up at them.

Although there was a steady stream of cars to Deep Sea World nearby, the town itself was quiet and peaceful, and so different to it's southern neighbour across the ferry passage.

With no acceptable driftwood on the shore we migrated to our favourite cafe 'Blether by the Bridge', recently opened by a South African and which is very clean, artistic and inviting, inside.

Ever mindful of the flab which has to go, we ignored the cakes and just had coffees and a blether with the owner.

Reminiscing with him, reminded us just how much we have enjoyed South Africa on the two occasions we have cycled the Garden and Wine routes there and participated in the exciting Cape Argus Cycle Race.
Not that we were racing, well maybe his Lordship was, but I was just aiming to do the 70 odd miles up hill and down dale in the heat with 40,000 other people without dying in the process).

Although views of the Bridge from a different angle from the usual one enticed, I have opted for a blip of the cafe furniture with the shaker type chairs which were perfect in their background whiteness and simplicitfor the colourful flowers on the table.