"Blowing your own trumpet", "showing off", "being big-headed"; these things are all frowned upon by Gail.
But just occasionally, I feel I deserve at least a pat on the back.
Take Sunday morning for example. We had been over in Torridon for a couple of days, checking the cottage was OK before the winter weather sets in. On the way back to Aberdeen we stopped at the Basil Harbour Café in Nairn.
Gail says it is only recently that she has taken me into cafés "with confidence". She says readers will correctly guess there is history behind that statement.
Well I would like to point out that on this occasion I was as good as gold and as quiet as a mouse, despite the following potential threats to my equanimity:
- The cafe was noisy and crowded when we arrived
- Bacon rolls and Full Scottish Breakfasts (including black pudding) were being served
- Gail ordered a yummy looking cheese scone with her coffee
- There was another dog present
- I was made to sit in the middle of the café and pose for a photo when the place quietened down a bit
Oh, Gail thinks you would also like to see a photo of a wintery looking Loch Torridon. I suppose, since I am also featured, you might find it worth a glance.
Can you feel the bone penetrating chill of the damp air?