Anthurium

We obviously chose the wrong day yesterday to venture to the further reaches of East Lothian to take the air. There was no sign of haar in Edinburgh this morning and it is another gloriously sunny day, when it was possible to sit outside for lunch, in as much as a cup of coffee constitutes lunch on a 500 calorie day for me.

It was just as well the scales this morning registered a loss in weight over the last month or my resolve to ignore the biscuit barrel, the unopened bar of Cadbury's Milk Chocolate and even the pre Christmas Easter Egg, would have waned.

My big grown up camera had to go to the day hospital today to have a professional cleaning of the sensor which has acquired an irritating blemish, reproduced on light coloured areas of images.
With the hospital being in the busy Morningside Road, we sat in one of the many cafes overlooking the street, and while I was fascinated with all the passing traffic, pedestrian and otherwise, his Lordship complained that everyone seemed old and he would much rather sit nearer the Dower House and appreciate passing youthful legs and short skirts. I think he meant the female of the species. Men never grow up do they?

This Anthurium plant was given to us by our Forfar cousins back in October, and I'm delighted not to have killed it in the intervening months. It seems to like me and the south facing window ledge, and deserves to be celebrated with a blip today.