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Sørlandet – Oldest Tall Ship in the World

Ted had an appointment with his hair-dresser’s so I dropped him off and went on to town to get a few things.

It was a lovely calm day and the harbour looked gorgeous.

While I was driving in, I noticed there was a beautiful old ship in port so obviously I had to go an investigate.

She was the Sørlandet, a Norwegian heritage tall ship – the world’s oldest and most authentic fully-rigged ship.

I wandered around on the pier side and admired her beautiful lines and rigging.

From Wikipedia“Construction on the Sørlandet was started in 1925 at Høivolds Mek shipyard in the city of Kristiansand on the south coast of Norway based on a £25,000 grant from ship owner O.A.T. Skjelbred. Completed on 28 May 1927, she measured 210 feet in length and 577 gross tons. She was given the name Sørlandet after the Norwegian region from where she originates.”

From Sail Training Website“The objective of the ship’s sailing activities is to offer the general public an experience in traditional life on board a tall ship, as well as maintaining the ship by active use.

Our trainees will be divided into three watches; Port Watch, Midships Watch, and Starboard Watch. The watches work in shifts during the voyage. our sail trainees become a part of the crew onboard the Sorlandet. Everyone will receive training and guidance from our professional crew members regardless of previous experience or knowledge. It is exciting and rewarding to be in charge of the important tasks that are to be solved on board. Trainees get and overview and an understanding of life aboard Sorlandet during the sail. “

While I am not a huge fan of boats, as you may be aware, even I might want to have a go (but only might, mind – boats and me are not a good combination. I would much rather ride a horse!)

A Brief Nip to Town

I made a brief nip into town (Lerwick) to pay a bill (hay), drop off more sheep, buy horse/chicken/sheep food and then round Tesco’s for some human food too.

It was a lovely day and there were no cruise ships in town, which meant the street was nice and quiet for a change.  It’s been pretty busy all summer.

I find it easier when things are calm but am well aware of the benefits of all the tourists arriving. As I walk past a visitor, I whisper “buy my sheep, buy my sheep”.  Sort of subliminal advertising.

I came home at lunchtime with a massive headache which arrived out of nowhere just as I was driving home.  I tried nuking it with cups of tea, a different brand of teacake that has jam in (not nearly as nice – cheap chocolate, meh!) but my headache hasn’t really gone away.  I may resort to painkillers next.

I made another sheep with the help of my snazzy new felting gun and then went and stuck out some haynets for the boys who had come up and were loitering about.  While I was working, Pepper promised me she would sit outside but she lied and put up another polecat.  I called her back praying to all the Gods that she hadn’t been sprayed again.  Luckily, for us all, she was remained fragrant.  Phew!

 

I think this photo should be captioned “The Three Not-Very-Wise Ponies!”

Still, it’s been a lovely sunny day and everyone else is happy while enjoying the beautiful weather.

Resentment and Winning Smiles

Today I went to town to do everything as quickly as possibly so I could get home again and not have to go back for a while.  Well, that’s how I feel about going to town.  I also had a hospital appointment.

I popped into Jamieson’s Knitwear to re-stock my field. When I had phoned them earlier, they had requsted just white sheep so that’s what I took in.  Apparently white sheep are the most popular.

I also stopped to admire their nautical themed window display.  Very clever, I thought.

At home, I was met by resentment.  I would’ve taken her (she was asked about at the Bank when I went in) but I didn’t like the idea of her sitting in the car for all that time while I went to hospital, etc.  So resentment it was.

But also waiting for me were some lovely Winning Smiles from the sheep.  Mostly Gussie. He is such a dude.

A little one from Lambie. It feels a bit grudging by his usual standards.

And Tiddles was happy to see me.

Daisy and I spent some time with the sheep because it is always a good way to lose the I-have-been-to-town feeling.  It is a different world out there.

  

And back to my shed to make only white sheep for a while.

Today’s Jaunt

A few snaps from yesterday evening because I thought the weather was fairly impressive.

The rain came in fast and furious (and, yes, the sheep came running home to bed).

As the shower was finishing up, there was a lovely rainbow over the shed.

But sadly no pot of gold, I checked.

Anyway, on with today.  I took the “Eggbox” to town to fill up with supplies and bedding for everyone.

It was touch and go at one point whether I would get the food shopping in, but I managed.  While I was at the shops, I somehow cricked my neck which was not helpful.

I was welcomed home, cricked neck and all, feeling rather grotty.

I had to lug everything out of the Eggbox and distribute it to it’s rightful place – note, important sheepie snacks.

New wellies (because the other pair are Floss’ and my pair sprung one of those leaks where you’re not sure if your feet are wet or not. They were).

Anyway, I spent my afternoon channelling my inner Great Great Aunt Kate and had a rest on my bed plus a cup of tea and some painkillers.  She was a great one for rests. In fact my whole family was.  It is a habit I could happily adopt too.

Afterwards, my neck felt a bit better so I did the afternoon chores feeling energised.

I even gave Newt his own personal little haynet as he is always bullied off the big ones.

 

My finger points to Tiddles who is our bully and not very nice to Newt.  They are not friends.

So that’s me in pain and hoping my neck will sort itself out soon, please.

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Good Neighbours

Apparently this photo was taken by my neighbour at 06:30.  I have no words (but it is sort of my fault because I forgot to clip the lead on last night).

Pepper jumped in the car and was brought home and no one, absolutely no one, is talking to her.  Wee turd.  I am so ashamed.

Feeling very kind and generous, I did however take Pepper for a walk in the morning (not that she needed or deserved one) before I drove the car into town to have something essential done (I forget what) at the garage tomorrow.

  

Earlier, OH had taken Ted in for his quarterly hair cut – which was very due and needed. He picked me up from the garage and drove Ted and I home.  We all think Ted looks great now and much better for his haircut.

Ted does still look very like Dobby.  Ignore the ginger thing on the left of the photo. She means nothing to us.

Apparently she is sorry, not sorry and has been embarrassed all day avoiding eye contact and any interaction.  It was only while I am writing this that she started playing and pretending nothing was wrong.

Not sorry at all.  Wee turd.