Sole to Soul

I had to look up the word 'stotting' to see if it was Fife slang or a real word. I was delighted to find it in Collins dictionary with a useful adjunct for use when it rains intensely in Scotland - STOATING!  Those of us who were at church in the morning had some disbelieving looks when they saw we were dressed for walking. "You are surely going to cancel!" "You can't go walking in that!" "Must be daft." Ignoring their words of encouragement, at 1.15pm we met up with the rest of the numpties at the train station and travelled the short distance to Aberdour.  And this was what welcomed us when we alighted from the train - lovely blue skies! Oh ye of little faith. The weatherman was spot on today - he did say it would be fair after 1pm. Eleven walkers marched along Aberdour High Street making comment about how busy the narrow road is through the village. So we walked single file at parts. On the way out of the village, it was interesting to read ...

  An old saying came to me before leaving for the walk today. 'A quick run around the table' is what my mum used to say when you were rushing so much, you didn't have time to sit down to eat. I found myself getting one boot on while taking a bite of my roll and writing a note at the same time. So, yes, I held everyone up. NB Don't plan a walk after Communion in future! Twelve of us met in the carpark at Lochore Meadows at 1.30pm and set off with an air of foreboding when we checked out the pewter skies above us. Loch Ore was pretty turbulent and we felt the spray on our faces. Did we consider turning back? Naw, we bashed on. We talked about the kids' playpark as we passed it and reckoned it was good use of £750,000, especially in an area of high depravation. A wonderful free facility for children of all ages  which attracts visitors from far and wide.  We had only gone a short way when we realised that we were missing one of our leaders. She was spotted way back in ...