Back at the cottage

Well here I am at the cottage, feeling very happy with my journey and arrival. The bus from Inverness dropped us off at the pier, and I set off up the hill with my wheelie case. My plan had been to unpack at the cottage and then go out to get groceries, but I decided just to get my groceries on the way so that I wouldn’t have to go out again. This turned out to be a good call, because by the time I arrived at the cottage it had started raining, and this continued throughout the evening. I used the “waking up the cottage” instructions (a laminated sheet kindly left for us by the previous owners) and soon the cottage was warm and cosy. I made my dinner and decided to watch a film.

I chose “Phantom of the Open,” a comedy about golf starring Mark Rylance, and started watching it. Or so I thought. After about fifteen minutes I realised that it wasn’t a comedy and there was no sign of Mr Rylance. It was definitely about golf though, so I thought that maybe the actors in it were younger versions of the main characters and that it would jump ahead in time, something like that. How wrong I was. It turned out that with a slip of the finger I had accidentally selected a similarly titled film “The Open,” starring Jack Eve about a young golfer whose caddy has died tragically and who meets a girl who encourages him to look to the future and try again to qualify for the Open. It was quite a sweet film, rather melancholy in places and very much a love song to the game of golf. I kept watching it until the end. 

I’m now tucked up in bed, all alone in the cottage with no James and no cats - it’s very quiet!