It’s just been ‘one of those days’, a day in May, more like a day in December, only wetter, I’ve not seen the croft so wet at this time of year, ever. Still at least I’m back home, I’d rather be wet in Arnish than dry dry in Aberdeen, though I can see the attraction if you’re into ‘civilization’ the ‘granite city’ has much to offer. Much as I’m a fan of rock and granite in particular I wish the architects and masons had varied the colour scheme a little, everything in Aberdeen is grey, even the concrete is granite coloured. There must be other hues available as the many cobbled streets, kerb stones and flagstones are varied with pinks and blues yet all the buildings are monotone.
Aberdeen seems at its best in the early morning sunshine and I’d no complaints at the view from the Premier Inn on West North street, just across from the ‘Lemon Tree’ http://www.boxofficeaberdeen.com/venues/the-lemon-tree
That’s the Lemon Tree bottom right and the tower belongs to the Arts Centre http://www.aberdeenartscentre.org.uk/ but I’ve no idea what the fairy tale tower in the background is.
This edifice just opposite my room I mistook for a cathedral but it turns out to be the back of the Marischal building, a college or museum or something.
The day at the Petrofac training centre was spent mainly in the pool righting upturned life rafts, jumping from heights and generally honing our skills as would be castaways As darling wife was taking a day off the croft to brave an eight hour bus journey to be with her husband I hung around in the town awaiting her arrival. Taking the opportunity to go and visit the maritime museum up the delightfully cobbled Shiprow just off the harbour.
A museum with a heavy (and rightly so) bias towards the local oil industry with fascinating displays of platforms, rigs, jackets an all manner of things oily
The ‘Siebe Gorman’ standard diving dress and hand pump being my favourite
This is the view from the window, like I say, just by the harbour,
sadly, it closed at 17:00 and I had to go and meet a very tired swineherd.
We were both too tired to go and see the drummers at the Music Hall and settled for an early night after an excellent meal in the hotel.
Lost it for a while there, dried up, couldn’t go on and went to bed, anyway we both jumped into the Nissan around lunch, wifey after shopping and me after an assessment on the river and in the class. It was the 3rd of May and friggin miserable with showers of snow, hail and temperatures down to 1 degree
Normally the best month of the year and it’s like winter with no sign of it picking up until I’m back at sea
Still we got back home in daylight, wet miserable windy daylight but daylight at least and Saturday turned out to be a reasonable day, reasonable for December that is. Some bank holiday weekend this is going to be for the folks going venturing north
The never ending punctures
Well I’ll tell you all about those later, it’s almost 9:00am and the rain is momentarily off so I’m going to go and feed everyone.