Scotland, Wasps, and Sunny Days

Hello my little haggises......Its I all the way from bonny scotland, and what a trip it was to get here. We left from Keswick and the motor camp we were staying in, (a working farm) and visited Margaret and had a cup of coffee with her. (thats Johns twin sister) We fell in love with wee Bessie, a very cute miniture Harris, who thought we were pretty special. Then onto the motorway, Sir McHaggis had decided to miss the main highway, and this led to miles and miles of nerve wracking driving, with the roads not much wider than his broad beam. We did see a number of great and wonderful things such as the beginning of the river Tweed. that was a small puddle in the middle of the paddock. The sheep are extremely white, due to all the rain that falls, they stay very clean and bright. Any way after hours of small screams, sighs, and extremely good instructions Mc Hag as I call him for short decided a pub lunch was in order, ufortunately there were no villages close, and the best I could do at short notice was a Welcome break, which is a service area where we enjoyed the famous scottish meal of cod an chips and chicken and chips. Then on to Inneswick, which is were Thurston Park is. Thurston Park is huge and very nice, in the distance you have a wonderful view of a cement works, which is very helpful as one can tell which way the wind is blowing by the plume of steam coming out of the stack!!!!. We were very tired, and went to bed about 7.30 last night, to wake at 8am this morning.
Sir McHag jumped out of bed to be faced with the most horrid of little beasties, the scottish wasp.  I saved the day by waiting a moment until the thing landed on the blind, at which I jerked it so fast the wasp was wraped around the blind and squashed. Wonderful, I do wonder what the neighbours thought to see McHag framed in the window, with not a lot on!!!!  Breakfast was bacon butties, and then after a steaming shower in the complex, we were on our way to Dunbar, a wee fishing village on the north sea. It is very famous for its castle, not much of which is left standing, and its harbours, one of which is still a working herring harbour. Mary queen of scotts and Agnas the Black also lived there. (in the castle) they are very proud of John Muir! and we are as well casuse we have so much to thank him for.After a pub lunch of scampi and chips we decided to drive close to Edinburgh to see if we could find a convenient park and drive. These are places were for 50p you can park your vehicle and then catch either the bus or the train to the c ity. Our sonar managed to drive us thru the middle of Edinburgh, up the main street, thru Holyrode park and past Holyrode Castle, and up the main street. (all the while we were screaming no no, but it would not listen to us.) We then drove back to the park and drive, and drove in, so Hag could read the instruction, so tomorrow we could do just that,that is park and drive. Three quarter of an hour later I was still waiting, as Hag's eyes glazed over and he got so confused that we were still not sure what to do. It was fine if you were a invalid as there were plenty of instructions such as keeping away from trains, not rolling to close to the edge of the station, etc. Any way on our way back we stopped at the famous town of somthing, carnt remember the name will add tomorrow. Anyway its a market town, and we wandered past Tescoes and into the town, found a bookshop with a tea shop behind it and stopped for a cup of tea. Back to the van, where Hag began to watch Robin Hood whilst I snoozed. We are enjoying a beer and cider at the camp grounds pub before tea. It has internet, so it is good to catch up. Hope all is going well in good old NZ. we read in a local paper that one Scottish person had survived the Christchurch earthquake.....ha ha..... Tomorrow it is suppose to be very very wet, cold and windy, so we are planning on going into Edinburgh and doing somthing. (inside) Then on Sat it is off to Whitby....Our time is going really fast. Still have heaps of shopping to do!!! Lots of love Lady McHoots.