Still a month behind!

Always some 'busy' to eat up time!  Three days in BH catching up with odd jobs, making soup and cracking crab claws!
While out carrying out a quality control survey of local coffee venues I discovered  one that sold select products like fancy mustards, chutneys and the like, one item that caught my eye was a jar of smoked chilli jam, bought one and gave it a test run, if you're into spicy foods I can well recommend it in fact I'm off to see if they have another jar in a day or so.
Friday and it's off on the bus to FW (one advantage of geriatricity?? is a free bus pass).  A cuppa at Paul's hoose and an afternoon spent unloading, cleaning out and loading the ambulances ready for a downhill mtb event at White Corries (Glencoe ski area).  The weather looked good as other team members arrived and got loaded up, 0645 we were on our way, only Wendy to collect in FW.  0750, spot on timing to get the med base set up and struggle through a bacon roll before the hill team set off for their positions.  At med base we were forced to drink coffee and wait for the possible ensuing carnage!  The event organisers commented that it was the first time in living memory that they'd had a dry day at Glencoe and the likelihood of two dry days was mind blowing!!   Sure enough within an hour the first of the walking wounded was in for treatment.  Normally the muddy conditions held the track together but in the dry the riders felt as though they were riding on ball bearings.  bruising and 'gravel rash' seemed to be the order of the day with one or two doing a proper job and needing to be seen in A&E for definitive wound cleaning and closure.
Sunday promised much of the same except one young fellow decided to really clatter himself and had to be weeched away to hospital by ambulance to get checked out.  And so another jolly Rescue Medic weekend drew to a close, patients sorted, organisers happy with the results, and us off to hospital to collect a piece of equipment that had been attached to a casualty.  That evening was a late meal, late bed and an early rise on Monday to drop an ambulance off in FW for an MOT.  A very kind friend gave me a lift the rest of the way into town leaving me around fifteen minutes to wait for the bus back to BH via Inversnechie which allowed me to regain about three hours sleep!  The afternoon was rough(ish) so no comment.
Another few days in BH filled with lots of 'busy'.  Tuesday involved a drive into Elgin then a lift to Boat of Garten to attend a Parkinson's UK Information Day.  Some of the folks attending were in a pretty bad way with mobility problems and suffering far more violent tremors than I have to put up with, seeing folks like that make me realise that although the Parkinson's isn't going to go away (not until a cure is found!) I'm lucky not to be more badly affected.  I feel a poem coming on!!  Well maybe next post, it's time for bed.