Article for 2012 Aug 08
Part of the “2012 Argyll” series.
2012
2012 Aug
Aug 08 Wed
Today’s was the annual séjour to Gigha. There aren’t many attractions on that island, and not many people - you meet every holiday-maker on the island either on the ferry or on the beach, usually both.
At the beach, we met several holiday-makers, due to the Dog, who was alternatingly adoring and annoying. Usually both at the same time, actually. It’s not “cute” when she pilfers others’ lunch, sisters.
Our own lunch was at the Gigha Hotel. The only option save the Boat House. Both Dad and I had the Ploughman’s, which was apparently served with croûtons instead of bread. Mum complained. When Mum complains at a restaurant, I can be embarrassed or pleased, usually both.
At another beach (really just an extension of the first, on the other side of the bay) I attempted some underwater photography thanks to a transparent camera-case. Sous-marin, under the waves, I recorded some shrimps and crabs, occasionally both. Above the waves, my photos featured the Dog and various children, usually both.
Across the waves, back in Kintyre, I played my best Scrabble game this week. Dad performed best in Round 1, Mum was winning in Round 2, and Mum achieved a slight lead in Round 5, but apart from that, I was always on top. Thus the game wasn’t too exciting; no bingo-bonuses were awarded.
I won, 534 points to 512 to 332. With every game this month I’ve surpassed an opponent, usually both.