1. Sunday morning daunder this week was round the shore walk - easily accessible from behind the cottages.  Along the forest road towards Arran and then a fabulous view as you look north down to the shore - in the distance you can just make out the fish farm.

There was quite a fuss when the fish farm was  proposed, and we had to have a planning meeting in the Hall, but it has turned out to be a great success;  it provides jobs, and is really no hassle to anyone.  What's more, they are going to put down visitor moorings for us off the harbour - a huge expense that we would be hard put to meet.

The descent down to the shore comes out at the 'Chuckie Bay' full of delicious flat stones - ideal for skimming.  And a super spot for a picnic.

Sadly google seems to have changed the way it does blogging and as you can see I haven't quite got the hang of it!!!

A great night on Saturday in the Village Hall when Peninver and Carradale Drama Clubs presented a couple of one act plays - Carradale had collected a couple of trophies in the round of festivals and as we knocked back our red wine and waved to our friends,  we were expecting great things.

Peninver kicked off and were well into their stride when the power went off!  So there we were with nothing more than the hall emergency lights and a dark stage.  Being the true thespians that they are, they never missed a beat and just carried on while at the back of the hall the committee were running around in a panic, phoning the Hydro Board, and discovering that the whole of the west of Scotland - and the Isle of Man - had a massive blackout. So we enjoyed listening to the play - a bit like afternoon theatre on Radio 4 - and certainly got the gist of things, and they got a huge round of applause when they finished.

Power still not back, it was decided to carry on  - but with all the curtains drawn back we could now vaguely see the stage.  Admittedly the sun-drenched seaside set we were supposed to see looked as if a heavy sea mist had come in, but we could make out Tony's jolly shirt and shorts, and it was a good wee play, so full marks again to the actors.

On Sunday the cricket season started and as we came back from our Deer Hill walk we were impressed to see the team getting the pitch ready.  It is still hard to believe that Carradale actually has a cricket team.  However by lunch time it was raining hard, so we assume there was no play. 

Yes, this is Malcolm the plumber, and guess what - he's connecting us up to the mains supply!!!

After at least 3 years, and enormous hassle , it looks as if we will finally be connected. Having enjoyed the water from the burn above the house for nearly 40 years , the powers that be have decreed that we might all drop dead unless we take instant action.

So those of you who have put up with brown baths, pine needles in the washer, and gloriously cloudy G & T's will be breathing a sign of relief.

Sadly , we aren't. We love our beautifully pure tasting burn water, and if it wasn't for the rules and regulations of the E.U. who insist that self-catering accommodation must have white water - or else - we would not have gone through the enormous expense and aggro. of moving over. The alternative was all sorts of fancy filters, ultra violet and heaven knows what, which leave your water warm and sluggish. So we took the relatively easy way out.

And in all honesty, it does mean that there will be less brown sludge around the place - though interestingly enough this awful monsoon season that has gone on for the last year has washed all that away and our water as never been whiter - and we won't freeze up in winter, or run out in summer. And we can always pop across the road with a jug when we want a cup of tea.

Yes, over all probably a good thing, and we do hope all our visitors will appreciate our nice new mains water. And now you can even use fabric conditoner without your whites turning brown. Phew.....

Well, we are fast becoming an ornithological paradise here at the cottages. Phezza joins us every morning for his breakfast - though he's still very shy- and we have a raucaus collection of jays at the moment flitting around the trees , and sometimes coming on to the nuts. Along with the spotted wood pecker, they add a lovely splash of colour to a very grey landscape.
We have the usual collection of tits (we are inundated with coal tits having been told last year that they were practically extinct after the cold winter) and a wee blackcap was spotted the other day guzzling away - no doubt filling up before a trip south.
One of the less welcome visitors is the sparrowhawk who swoops in, and we just hope the little birds get out of his way in time.
But with eagles up the glen, a wonderful selection of sea-birds, and a magnificent hide - usually with the very helpful Eddie present - at Machrihanish , we really are the place to be for the twitchers.

Wow! Months since we have blogged, but winter isn't exactly the busiest time for the cottages. Usually we fill up at New Year, but this year we went up north for a break ourselves - and fortunately missed the worst gale of the three that hit Carradale this winter, so came back to no electricity for 3 days. Just as well we had no visitors! There's aye something - last year it was frozen water. Lots of trees down round and about, and the poor old hotel has suffered some roof damage, but could have been worse.

Anyway we're now raring to go for the coming season and already bookings are coming in; mostly , it has to be said, from our old faithfuls who are eager to get their favourite slots, but a few new people as well. Already we have loads of snowdrops out in Colin's garden, and it will be no time before we have the odd daffodil if the mild weather continues, so at last we can think of Spring just around the corner.

If youve been watching Brian Cox and Dara O'Brain stargazing this week you may have realised that Carradale is a superb spot for looking at the night skies. Virtually no light pollution, and here at the Mains you can stare out over a flat horizon and see all sorts of goodies to the south and east. We are beginning to master our telescope at last and hope we get some clear skies for a change in the next month or two.

Look forward to hearing from you.

Well, at last a spell of nice weather and we're having odd people coming at the last minute for a 3 nighter which is lovely.

Here we see Mike doing a bit of tree cutting - all looks a bit precarious but it's all part and parcel of our house extension next door to the cottages - no he's not going to use the wood for the stairs, it's just that the tree blocked the view from the new balcony.

At long last Tom Plumb has found a slot to finish our connection to the mains water, so for those of you familiar with our rather peaty brew , it will soon be glorious Scottish Water . Don't think it will taste better but it will certainly make make the bath water look better - and you can always pop across the road to our trusty burn for the real thing. AND it means no winter cancellations when the water freezes.

I was going to show you a lovely picture of the sunrise over the bay, but unfortunately the sun seems to have stopped rising! 60 days with rain every day now and we're fed up with it - but we must be in for a lovely dry November, just the time to have a sneaky week-end away.

The photo is of Dougie's barley field LAST YEAR when we were worried whether he'd get it in on time. He did. However this year the same field has had to be turned into silage because he didn't manage to get it in on time. The awful problems of being a farmer when the weather turns against you.

Still the village has moved into winter mode - Golf Club Dinner next week, SEVEN people at badminton (that's a lot) and a swinging evening of singing and brass bands at the Women's Guild. Can you resist coming to see us?