成人快手

Hello there folks, and welcome to anyone in Cyberspace who may have inadvertently blundered onto this page. You are most welcome.

So, it's been ages since my last post. As well as being back home in The Dear Green Place for Christmas and New Year, I have also been having some IT issues which now seem to be resolved. I had loads and loads to tell you, but I can't remember any of it! I'll just post it randomly as it occurs to me. The first two random thoughts are outlined below:

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Since arriving on Skye, and being a good Weedgie lad, I have been suffering withdrawal symptoms as a result of being unable to feed my curry habit. A 50-mile round trip to the Indian in Portree just didn't appeal. But all that has changed! In December, the 'Crofter's Kitchen' at Kyleakin, a mere 10 minutes down the road, closed its doors and re-opened shortly after as "Taste of India". I haven't sat in and eaten yet, but I have had a good few takeaways. My first visit involved, as always, a Lamb Bhoona. Anytime I go to a new Indian, that's what I get. It is my yardstick, my litmus test. The new restaurant passed well, although I had issues with the very small nan breads (an issue which has now been resolved).

Since then, I have taken away another 3 or 4 times, and have been suitably impressed on each occasion. My favourite dish so far is the fiery Lamb Kalia, although I have my eyes on the Bengal fish dish too. Yum yum yum. With Creelers, the local seafood restaurant re-opening soon (and expanding, if talk is to be believed) and good reports coming from the Broadford Hotel restaurant my culinary future seems bright. Other hotspots so far have included Cafe Arriba in Portree (an absoluter GEM), the seafood shed at Armadale pier (not sure if that's the proper name though) and the extremely reliable and reasonable pub grub at the Haakon in Kyleakin. Burger and chips for under a fiver? Unheard of on Skye! Sheila's in Kyle does an impressive all-day breakfast, for those in need of such sustenance after a night out.

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I thought I was getting a bit more used to the sudden appearance (and subsequent disappearance) of fighter jets. I mean, it just doesn't happen in Glasgow - fighter jets roaring by at very low altitudes doing Mach 2 would suggest a war going on and provoke panic on Sauchiehall Street. But I can officially say that I am STILL not used to it. A low-level plane flew right over the top of my workplace on Thursday, and I was like a scalded cat as I found something to grab onto. What makes it even more embarrassing is the blase attitude everyone else has towards them. I swear, sometimes I seem like the only person who has even noticed.

On the bright side, when daylight and weather combine with air combat simulations, it can prove to be a most entertaining spectacle watching the fly-boys trying to 'paint' each other. I'm sure people would pay good money to watch it.

I still haven't been lucky enough to see any subs though. Bit of a shame, really. Having said that, it's very enjoyable when visitors come to run them through the "Nuclear Incident" drill, and show them where the iodine pills are kept. You can see them trying to work out if I'm winding them up, and then thinking "WHAAAAAAT????" as I show them the pills and the instruction sheet.

That's about it then. Thanks for the comments folks, nice to know that people are reading. For my part, I'll try and post a bit more regularly now that my connection is more relaible.

Tioridh an-drasda.