I knew that this charming town was a real gem, but I was surprised to read that it took the prize for the Best small coastal village at the Beautiful Fife Awards. Apparently a LOT of people are unaware of this, because there aren't many tourists around. That's probably why Marty and I enjoy it so much.
It's QUIET! Non-hurried.....charming, don't you think?
Today is another delightful day, and I chose to stay in Aberdour and enjoy it. I was able to get some laundry done, as the proprietor offers his laundry services at a very small cost.
I popped into the post office to ask the man there about the possible future of the post cards that I had already mailed but forgot to list USA when I addressed it. He seemed fairly confident that the Scottish postal system would realize that the recipient was in the United States, and that they would be sent on.
I mentioned that I was sure that the postage was way too high for a post card, because the woman who sold me the stamps did not know which stamp to sell me. He agreed, and insisted on exchanging them for the Scottish Thistle stamp with the correct amount for a post card.
It was obvious that he was very proud of the Thislte stamp being unique to Scotland. You see, Scotland is scheduled to vote for independence from the UK in 2014, so these locals are quite devoted to Scotland as a country in itself.
While I was chatting with this man (rotund little guy with a big grey bushy beard and entertaining accent), he felt the need to share a postal story with me.
Apparently someone from the town went on holiday to an island and decided to mail home post cards. She had addressed one of them with just a name. No address.....no country, and the correct woman received it!
I couldn't even imagine how that could happen, since Scottish surnames aren't exactly unique.
He went on to explain that the woman had written out several post cards, and someone in the mail room had noticed that the handwriting was the same on about four of them. Three of them had the same town and county, so he just added it to the one missing the information........and it ended up at the correct house!
Such a typical story for this quaint little place.
I do have to admit, though, that this confirms my theory that postal workers read the post cards before sending them on, because it would often take way too long for me to receive one that would have been mailed to me. I had always figured that the mailroom passed them around for review if the sender had shared an interesting story. It appears that I wasn't off the mark in that analysis.
Really, we couldn't have asked for a more perfect evening.
It's QUIET! Non-hurried.....charming, don't you think?
There's a lovely bakery on the corner near the train station
I've seen lines out the door when I've visited before. I was so looking forward to their tempting delights. But this sign squelched that idea.
Oh well...that's probably for the best anyway.
There's not much more to this town, except that it does boast 3 small, lovely hotels
and, obviously, an interesting dress shop.
Honestly, it wouldn't be a place I'd be interested in visiting, but, even if I did, I wouldn't have been able since it has had a Closed sign in the window every day.
Perhaps the owner is on holiday with the baker? Who knows?
Today is another delightful day, and I chose to stay in Aberdour and enjoy it. I was able to get some laundry done, as the proprietor offers his laundry services at a very small cost.
I popped into the post office to ask the man there about the possible future of the post cards that I had already mailed but forgot to list USA when I addressed it. He seemed fairly confident that the Scottish postal system would realize that the recipient was in the United States, and that they would be sent on.
I mentioned that I was sure that the postage was way too high for a post card, because the woman who sold me the stamps did not know which stamp to sell me. He agreed, and insisted on exchanging them for the Scottish Thistle stamp with the correct amount for a post card.
It was obvious that he was very proud of the Thislte stamp being unique to Scotland. You see, Scotland is scheduled to vote for independence from the UK in 2014, so these locals are quite devoted to Scotland as a country in itself.
While I was chatting with this man (rotund little guy with a big grey bushy beard and entertaining accent), he felt the need to share a postal story with me.
Apparently someone from the town went on holiday to an island and decided to mail home post cards. She had addressed one of them with just a name. No address.....no country, and the correct woman received it!
I couldn't even imagine how that could happen, since Scottish surnames aren't exactly unique.
He went on to explain that the woman had written out several post cards, and someone in the mail room had noticed that the handwriting was the same on about four of them. Three of them had the same town and county, so he just added it to the one missing the information........and it ended up at the correct house!
Such a typical story for this quaint little place.
I do have to admit, though, that this confirms my theory that postal workers read the post cards before sending them on, because it would often take way too long for me to receive one that would have been mailed to me. I had always figured that the mailroom passed them around for review if the sender had shared an interesting story. It appears that I wasn't off the mark in that analysis.
This evening was our last in Scotland, so we decided to have dinner at the Room with a View.
We decided to walk the coastal trail to the place since the weather was so lovely.
You can see the house in the distance, just before the cliffs.
The views around the house were just lovely.
The atmosphere was relaxed with soft music playing in the background. This was the view from our table. Pretty nice, don't you think?
Really, we couldn't have asked for a more perfect evening.
And, believe it or not, we made the walk along the trail, back to the B&B, thanks to the wind-up "torch" that Howard loaned us. (We Americans call that a flashlight!)
Looking back, you can see just why we would need that light to find our way along the dark trail. But really, it was no problem walking in the dark.
Well, I'm off to bed for now. We have an early morning that starts a whole new adventure.
Stay tuned........
"Romance is alive in Aberdour,
ReplyDeletewhere lovers who use both flour and flower,
over travelers, have much power;
where bakers of note, and dressmakers, as well,
are holiday takers in Barbara's tale."
~ JA Dioguardi
Sorry, but I couldn't resist! :-)