This morning we set off bright and early, and soon crossed the Border

we kept seeing little flashes of autumn colours in the trees



Malcolm was slightly cross when this slow moving beastie pulled out in front of him ....... fortunately we didn't have to crawl along for too long before it turned off

there are no photos from our first destination. We were calling in at friends of Rachel (who hopefully by now is a Lovely Grandmother, as the Lovely daughter-in-law has been in labour for some time), who had very kindly brought several packages for Malcolm back to Northumberland after a recent visit to Rachel. I haven't yet taken photos, but the packages contain lots of wonderful stuff for stained glass making - Rachel had been having a clear out, and having decided that she wouldn't make more stained glass, she offered all her supplies to Malcolm, who was delighted to accept. With everything safely stowed in the car (with very careful handling of the box full of sheets of glass!) we headed to Corbridge. We had our lunch here

we both had one of the day's specials welsh rarebit. It was so good I am going to have to make it for lunch one day soon!

strolling round the town, we couldn't decide who (or which) was older, the tractor or the driver


not only were these meringues enormous, but they had delicious fillings such as lemon curd. I absolutely deny that Malcolm had to drag me away, before I bought the entire stock!!

a proper, old fashioned, greengrocer

this shop had lovely things, both inside

and outside

of course we can't visit Corbridge without a browse round our favourite shop ...... but for once I didn't buy anything - there was so many lovely things to chose from I couldn't make up my mind!

we could have spent a large amount of money in this new shop, including buying one of these wonderful shepherd's huts (but again Malcolm may have dragged me away as I got out my credit card!!!!!)

I think I have mentioned in the past that post boxes in Scotland don't have EIIR on them, as we have only had one Queen Elizabeth (the current one),unlike England, which has had two. But the main point of interest in this post box for us is the fact that it was made in Falkirk, where we lived in the 90s (before we went to Indonesia)

when I saw this sign, I wondered if it was the Methodist or the chapel who was primitive!

back at the car park, there was a lovely display of sunflowers



on the way home there was more frustration, stuck behind large vehicles


so we had to pop in for a delicious cheese scone to recover!

whenever we pass this cafe, with its very large sign, I want to open a cafe a hundred yards along the road with a larger sign saying "oh no you're not!"

as we began the long climb up to the border, the mist came down from the hills

but cleared in time to capture the moment we crossed back into Scotland!

just look at the rich, red, newly ploughed earth!

to finish - when we got home, there was one of those annoying cards from the postman. But fortunately it told us where he had hidden the parcel in the front garden, so we wouldn't have to trail into Hawick tomorrow to pick it up

so what was in the parcel ........ just a little taste of heaven! We love these Australian biscuits, so I was delighted to track down an Australian shop in London which sells them online. But as the postage was almost as much as the biscuits, this is a very special treat! The big question is - will I hide them away and eat them all myself, or will I share them with Malcolm and Stuart, who really likes them too??!
