Bearhill Farm, near Lenzie (8" X 11") Watercolour on 140lb Rough, Winsor & Newton Paper

I used to admire this view from the car, which could only be seen for a fleeting moment as I turned a very sharp bend. When I set off to paint it one day, the only suitable place to sit was the back garden of a bungalow on the corner of the road. I dutifully knocked the door, and after some time, and much dog barking from within, a woman appeared. She was only the cleaning lady, but she supposed (reluctantly I thought) that it would be alright for me to sit and paint in the garden.

An hour or so later, I was almost finished, when the owner of the bungalow swept into the drive in her Range Rover. "Your cleaning lady gave me permission" I said with what I thought was an engaging smile. "Hope you don't mind." Without a word, she turned on her heel and went into the house.

The next thing I knew, a rather large Doberman Pinscher was let loose into the garden. It was one of the trickiest experiences I have had; walking backwards with a load of painting gear to a car door which first had to be unlocked while saying "Nice doggy" to a row of canine teeth!

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