Oh it was a lovely day when we arrived out at Inchmarlo today. Whilst daddy went in to have lunch with Julie, I stayed in the car, which was fine by me since I had a good sleep. Daddy later told me that when he walked into the bar there was a Resident with her grandson and granddaughter dining with her, and the first thing the granddaughter said to daddy was – they’d never met before – “Have you got Humphrey with you, and can I see him?” So he told her that he wouldn’t take me into the bar whilst they were eating, but would do so later. After he finished his lunch, he came out, collected me, took me in and I went up and spoke to them and they were very, very pleased to see me – but of course who wouldn’t be!
We had a very nice chat and I spoke to all three of them, then daddy and I went for a short walk around part of Westfield and down to the Heronry and then back to Inchmarlo House and I went in and spoke to the residents in the Red Drawing Room. Since daddy had a meeting with a number of the Home Owners, I went back into the car and caught up on my snoozing after such an exciting visit. Oh wasn’t it a lovely day!
My goodness, I’ve been traveling all over Scotland. Hamish is now 18, so on Sunday, Mummy, Daddy Richard and I drove down to Gleneagles for a celebratory family lunch in the Dormy House. I wasn’t allowed into the dining room of course, but after everybody had a very convivial lunch, Daddy and I went for a walk around one of the ponds at Gleneagles and he took my photograph – isn’t it a beautiful view and isn’t my presence enhancing it?
What was terribly exciting, (and I’m jolly sure there are very, very few other dogs in Britain who have experienced this event), Graeme had arranged for Neil Thomson to make an unannounced appearance at the lunch to draw caricatures of both Hamish and Cameron. When this was being done, Daddy suggested to Mr Thomson that perhaps he could do my caricature. So I was taken into the entrance hallway of the Dormy House, and sat down beside Daddy and Mr Thomson started to draw me using a thick felt pen and very, very accurate strokes. There were lots and lots of people walking back and forwards into the restaurant and the various shops, and of course, I wanted to look at everybody since everybody was looking at me and saying, goodness gracious me, isn’t that a handsome dog – but I’m used to that sort of comment! So poor Mr Thomson had to move back and forwards in order to get my face looking straight at him. When it was completed, everyone said it was very nice and made me look pleasant, concerned, serious and magisterial – as indeed I am! I hope you like Hamish, Cameron and my caricatures – can you tell who’s who?
Daddy is going to hang my one in the entrance hall at Inchmarlo House, right next to the portrait that was painted of me by former resident Albert Pirie. Isn’t that exciting?
A photograph is required for the next edition of Scotland’s Gardens booklet. Daddy looked through a lot of photographs that he took last autumn, and there’s a wonderful photograph of me sitting next to a pink Pieris plant and also behind me, a copper coloured Acer.
He chose this one and submitted it to Scotland’s Gardens, and the lady at head office in Edinburgh, was so pleased with it that she said she would like to use it elsewhere. If she does, all the many, many readers who buy Scotland’s Gardens booklet to see beautiful gardens all over Scotland, will see Inchmarlo’s beautiful garden with me in the foreground. What could be better for all the readers?