WRITE CHOICES AND ASPIRATIONS

30th November, St. Andrew's Day

And what a lovely day after all that wind and rain.   Drove back from Dunbar in a monsoon yesterday, so this morning was a pleasant surprise, even if I had a late start with the van not starting!!  Made up time on the drive over to my first stop at Clovenfords and ended up only about 5 minutes late.   Driving over the hill at Bowland and then again over to the Lauder side from Stow was quite breathtaking today.   On top of the hill at Muirhcleuch you can see for miles and miles.

That feeling of almost panic is in the air with everyone as December 1st approaches.  Stamps are suddenly flying out the door, parcels are appearing.   I need to get a move on and get my cards made.  I simply need to pick a photograph from the hundreds I have taken and reproduce it several times.

I am pretty lucky really,   all my customers with perhaps one exception, are lovely.  

Some have lived in these little villages all their life, others have come from the south.  Either way, they all greet me with a smile.   There's just one who seems to take great delight and picking fault, moaning, and generally stirring wherever he goes.  But I don't take it personally.  I hear he's like that with absolutely everyone.   What makes people behave in such a way?   And what pleasure does it give them?  Who knows?  Who cares?