We were in Gretna Green, a village that used to be the first Scottish village on the road between London and Edinburgh, where a lot of runnaway marriages were celebrated in the old days.
Nowadays, it has become a tourist must stop, with coaches full of tourists from all countries and I was amused by all this tourists marching in order to have their photo taken by a friend next to the bagpiper.
Well, I have not really been slow or lazy, but busy! So much so, that I didn’t have time to post a Wednesday Window, as I was on the road on Wednesday, on the road on Thursday, getting some rest yesterday, and getting around to posting a couple of things on flickr today, FINALLY!
Sorry for missing several weeks of Weekly Flicks, but things should get back to normal, now.
So here it is. More soon! Promise!!!
You can hear my friend Catherine’s voice, in French, complaining about my spending time filming a snail, and my friend Peggy’s voice in English.
The snail was going his own sweet way on a map of Holy Island…
Don’t you love watching monkeys and apes. I do and we were fascinated when at the Jardin des Plantes Ménagerie, we watched that little scene involving an orangutang and a kid.
One wonders who is watching and who is being watched
Remembered travelling through the Malayain Peninsula eons ago with my husband, and among the few words we had memorised, there was Orang=man and Utang=forest.
I found this ape’s expression incredibly pensive and human-like. I missed filming the beginning of the scene, in which a woman held her hand out to him and at that point he got really interested, when just before, he had looked bored. It felt like she was a regular visitor, and he was acknowledging her.
And then he got interested in the kid.
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@Chanteuse64 must admit Mounir isn't like this much any more. Mostly keep himself to himself, except when it's to get food. An old fogey LOL 3 days ago