Sunday, August 31, 2008

I get Up... And Nothing Gets Me Down

Down at Bristol to watch No 1 Boy playing Volleyball with Scotland West Under 17 Team.

Aw He is playing like a star. I am so proud of him. They have played four games and won two and lost two, so they can't make the finals. Yesterday's game was the toughest to take. They were playing the East time and it was point to them, point to us, point to them.... East one the first set, and West won the second. At half time in the third set West were 6 points to the good. They changed ends and East caught up and then after a very tightly fought two points stole the set.

My heart was breaking for them.

Saturday, August 30, 2008

The Friday 5

The Friday 5

What was the last song that stuck in your brain and wouldn’t go away?

Elvis AInt Dead.... And Your Coming Back....... Scouting for Girls. Any of their songs I think actually - they all have a fantastic beat which just catches and don't let go.

What’s something that sticks around long after you wish it would leave?
The pain in my throat after I have been very very sick. Last weekend, Wee-devil took me out, got me wasted and made me be sick in the morning.

To what use did you put your last sticky note?
I put sticky notes on invoice I give to Ruari. he buys stuff and never tells me what they are for?

When did you last have
Pixy Stix?
Pixy stix aint available in the UK, but I understand they are candy straws. I'm having Peanut M&M's while I type! Does that count?

What is something you are a stickler for?

Honesty. I hate liars. Hate them.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

And the silicon chip inside her head gets switched to over load

And of course, I picked off the scab.


Hangon for photo of my bloody ear hole.

Go Ahead and Jump......

Boy No 1, away to Bristol/ Bath this morning to compete in the UK School Games. am very excited for him, and even more excited that he is still going despite my loosing his passport. He required proof of age, probably because, despite being 16 (okay, 17 next week), that he has full beard and is 6'3" he doesn't really look it. He is flying down today with team. Me, Si and Tool are driving down tomorrow and staying in Novotel, Bristol. Good Luck Boy! xxxxxxx

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Life's candy and the sun's a Ball of Butter

I went walking at lunchtime today.

It was a little bitty wet, but still, it was fresh air, and it made me feel happy. Look at the State of my hair!

Too Shy Too Shy. Hush Hush Eye to Ear

It was the only one I could think of with a body feature in it.
Look what I have done to my ear. You see. This is what it takes to make yourself lovely. I was straightening and flicking my hair on Sunday night for the welding, and I straightened my ear too. Wowser. That was sore, but I didn't think I had permanently damaged myself.
But thiss morning I rubbed my head with towel and I must have removed blister and wow..... Sore Ear.
Is throbbing!

Sunday, August 24, 2008

Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?

Twenty Two Years Ago yesterday, I met Si, .

I hope they are still celebrating in 22 years time.

Shit. Where did the time go?

It seems like yesterday , and at the same time, it seems like we've lived a life time.

I was still feeling pretty rough, but I made the effort and scrubbed up for tonight. So Did My Honey - but then he took a Steven fit and spent the evening pulling faces into the camera.

We did manage one decent photo of the two of us.

It's A Special Place, Where Your Dreams All Come True

Okay - So now I have come out of the stupor of yesterday. Jees I was not good at all.

Today I have to work, and tonight, I'm off to the Wedding of Christof Lammie and the Lovely Kirsty. Not this lovely Kirsty, but another one.

I cannot believe how awful I was yesterday. It scares me that I was so desperate to get home I drove in the condition I was. I thank Carl Hiaasen that he kept me focused to get down the road. What a Guy. Please read his books, they are soooo amusing.

So anyways Friday night. Began in the Etap Hotel at the Quay in Glasgow. What a place. £31.00 Squid for the room. Can you believe it! Three adults can stay in the room - Double and single bunk. Perfectly Clean and Cheap as Chips.
Kirsty and me met there and had a wee swallie of Spicey Rum and then headed out by Joe Baxi to the City Centre. We went to Topolino's, a little Italian restaurant in Sauchiehall Street. We were running kind of late, so we only managed one course - but each of us thought that it was great, and if we had more time, we would have been there all night enjoying I think!
After that it was a mad dash down Sauchiehall Street to make our seats for Flash Dance The Musical. Headlining act was Bruno from Coronation Street. Quite odd as his part was rather small and insignificant in the grand scheme of things. There was a very "special" person in the audience who was prone to making rather large grunting noises every so often, much to the delight and amusement of all around, and enamoured everyone even more so when declaring about 20 minutes from the end "Rat's Noel Fae Hearsay". Yes, I think we had figured that out earlier.
It was lovely- much singing and dancing. Exactly like the film in fact, except that it wasn't on set - but all re-created on stage. Is very clever how they give impression of different places and how they changed the set.
After Flashdance - which ended in Standing Ovation. (Mostly Ithink because everyone had to stand to see the stage when the loonies at the front all insisted on Standing to Dance), we headed to Griffen, where we nearly got in a fight. This brut of an ape, poked Kerry in the the shoulder and indicated for her to move along the bar. As Kirsty and Me commented that it was the sheer size of his girlfriend which required us to move along Apeman started "oi, being a pair of smart c&*t's now are you". To which we tried to look as innocent as possible. Hmmm
Pub closed and we headed back to the hotel, and spied the Casino. Kerry didn't think we'd get in (a) as we were pissed and (b) as we weren't dressed for it.
However, as we toddled over, being eye'd by the doormen, we were pleasantly surprised, to be allowed in, and didn't have to pay. Kirsty was ID'd which for an Over 18's police and considering Kirsty is 30 in 3 months, not bloody bad going. The cheeky sod, said "you are okay" to me! huhmph! Kerry had to leave her Rucksack at the door, probably because they thought she was a suicide bomber, but they laughed are Kirsty's bag. Being the size of a sausage roll. Talking of which I was most upset not to find sausage rolls.
I thought in Casino's pretty laydies wandered around with silver platters of caviar and sausage rolls. Not this one. Plenty of pretty ladies in long dresses, but they were doleing out cocktails and chips. Bit sad also that most of the table were digitised. Not many chips running about - they are computerised too. How weird was that?
We found the bar - hard to miss - it ran the length of the room, and settled in for some lovely cocktails. Kerry and I started with a lovely Mint Mojito, and Kirsty varied from round to round.
I can't remember them all, but I do remember that the Death in the Afternoon made from Absynth and Champagne was a particularly bad idea (thanks Kerry), but that the Silver Surfer was Gorgeous. The Bailey chasers in between were also very refreshing.
About Three oclock as Kirsty fell asleep at the table, we decided it was time to head. Kerry grabbed a taxi at the front door and we headed back to the hotel. With me fending off lesbean attacks from Kirsty. Amazing how she keeps that up even when half asleep and totally pished.
We passed out more than slept, and when I woke at 6.30 I dragged myself to my bag for a headache pill.
By 9.30 I realised that the possibility that I may die was pretty real. And so decided to heave my load and try and get down the road to the safety and security of my bed.
Which i did. And then took the rest of the day, and most of the night to recover from.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

When Routine Bites Hard

Go to the Casino.

Blow. I'm not a well Dogwithnobrain today.

Thanks to the K and the K, I am rather under the weather.

Actually, it is down to me, several Rums, Several Whiskey's a 2 Baileys and three cocktails.

Bloody Hell I feel like crap.

Friday, August 22, 2008

The Friday 5

1. What is your favorite song right now? Don't Let it Rain On My Parade
Why? Because my daughter and i did a tap class together, and we had a ball dancing to this. Every time I hear it I tap the words out with my toes. It's a happy happy song - makes you feel good.

2. What genre of music makes you the happiest?
Big Band Music. Every time.

3. What would you name your band and what kind of music would you play?
Big Band Booms and we'd play all types of music, with a big band feel

4. What is your favorite lyric of all time? Wow, mmm let me think.... Eventually It's down to you an me
Why.... because i listened to this when I was waiting 6 months for Si to come home - and it did, just come down to you and me.... and when I hear those lyrics it takes me back to the morning I drove up to the dock to meet the boat and I feel all soft and mushy inside.

5. What band/artist could you never live without? Why?
U2, Simple Minds? Bobby Darrin, Probably U2, most of all. Although Bono's turned into a bit of a bampot.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Baggy Sweat Pants and the Reeboks with the Strap

Kids went back to School on Monday.

Is Wednesday. They are off school today, because of janitorial strike...... MMM

Not Good.

Thank gawd mine have reached the age where they are competant to stay in by themselves. I remember the days when my kids were sick or not at school and hey - I'd need to go home.

Working Life Isn't geared towards having sprogs.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

And nothing is impossible ..........

Is a beautiful day, seriously. Weather forecast was for lower than average temperatures, and rain. Hmmm. it must be doing that somewhere, else there would be no need for weather forecasters on the TV if all they do is predict something that is utter rubbish?
This picture doesn't really do the day justice. I wandered away from work round to the South Beach, and sat on a bench with a Latte from Coletta's Italian Deli (which is about as far away from an Italian Deli as I have ever seen in my life). the latte was lovely though.
There was a young mum sitting next to me, taking 5 minutes out of the hectic life that you get when you have a baby., engrossed in a magazine but checking every two minutes, that her wee tiny baby was still okay. (which it was).
It always amazes me how distressing some people find mother hood. It really takes no time at all - and you've got someone there all the time to talk to. Is brilliant. Maybe I just had two extraordinary babies, but mine pretty much slept thru - smiles a lot and even slept during the afternoon so I could catch a couple of zz'ds. I remember one week, when Boy No 1, woke every evening about 1030, and yowled for 30 minutes. It didn't matter what you did- he just kept yowling. I think wrapping him tightly in his blanket did the trick eventually. But that was it. One week out of .... not very long at all.
Boy No 1 is 17 in two weeks. I can't believe it! Where did the time go? My first baby is going to be learnig to drive, and in all honesty apart from the constant stream of money - he won't need me any more....... wowser.

Monday, August 18, 2008

Wet Bus Stop, She's Waiting, His Car Is Warm and Dry

I went back to tap tonight! Jeesus. I'm knackered. Shit. I can't believe how bloody exhausted I am. Seriously I want to go to bed.

Today was weird. There was a feeling in the air. K thought it might be a Tsunami coming, but I don't think so.

There was an awfulness hanging over everyone, and I couldn't lift it. I wonder if it was R who brought it with him. He has a sadness, and maybe that is what it was. It wasn't good.

I think I just deleted a line there.

Jees, I have to go and sleep.

Friday, August 15, 2008

Friday 5

The Friday 5 Friday 5

What did you last replace batteries for?
The Camera, or the other Camera, or the Other Camera. We are always replacing batteries for the camera. We don't thro them away. They are re-chargable. Is all good

What have you thrown away that you probably could have had repaired?
Lots of things. I've also thrown away things that weren't broken, but the whole point of throwing away is to get rid of things. If I wanted something of Course I'd have replaced it.

Among items in your line of sight right now, what should probably be put in the trash?
Empty Chocolate Mouse pot. I just ate it. I always nag the kids for leaving their rubbish at their heels.

When did you last use disposable cutlery while dining in your house?
mmmm. We have disposable cutlery - which the kids take to school for their packlunches. Before we did that, they used to throw away spoons and the odd fork. Just thru carelessness, not because they were being evil. Last time I used one, was with a McDonald Hot Caramel Sundae. Yummy.

Whose actions cause you to waste time you otherwise wouldn’t waste?
No One, I don't allow anyone else to waste my time. I like to make use of all time. If someone (ie. the kids) get me to drive them somewhere, I listen to my book on the way, I visit places wherever I take them too. There is always something to be done other than wasting time. Always.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Come Up and See Me... Make me Smile....

I am pleased, for no other reason, that my Son has inherited my sense of fun, multiplied by 100.
this is him yesterday, in Edinburgh, purely for the "banter". He got soaked in Princes Street Garden, during a random game of football, and so headed to BHS where they kindly allowed hiim to leave the store dressed in the cheapest clothing he was able to source!!!
Hmmm, friends added the decoration to the Tee. He makes Us Smile, I'm sure he made loads other people smile yesterday.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

With a Moo Moo Here, and Moo Moo There

I love Moo. I found moo on Flickr. First of all, I made MIni Cards - I got them Free From Moo when I joined Flicker. You get ten of them. Anything you want written on the back and any of your pictures on the front. They were so lovely I was so excited when I got them.

Today, I got my Postcards.

I enter competitions and so I need Postcards. But they arrived and they are so gorgeous. A photograph can't do it justice - but look- -at the bottom they have a wee picture of me, and my name and address. Is beautiful.

I have decided that some of them are too nice to use, and I will have to keep them. For Ever.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Why So Sad.... When all These Times Abound?

Come Back Wee-Devil. I misses U.

Monday, August 11, 2008

You Know wherever I am...... I 'll come running

I am still stunned.

At least I don't feel as sick as I felt this morning , that has subsided.

I'm very sleepy though, and distressed cause WeeDevil is still not taking comments or writing. Her emails have been very sluggish today and I don't know how to help her out of her Slump.

I have posted her something tho. Which might help.


PS - I saw a lovely bracelet today. I am hoping someone will buy it for me for a present.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

I focus on the pain

I had the sorest migraine today.

I'm still hurt. I vomitted so hard my throat is wretched. The force of the vomitting made blood vessels burst in the side of my face.

I'm gorgeous.

Jees. I was panicking - normally I take myself to a place in my head where I can be calm. But this morning, I couldnt get there.

I pulled my dressing gown on and went out side to try and cool down, but that didn't work either. I took painkillers, and vomitted them up - all pink. I took more painkillers, and vomitted them - a bit stuck in the dingly dangly bit in my throat and I could take the cocodamol disintegrating at the back of my throat.

I shouted for Si, and a face cloth. I lay there holding on to his hand, cloth on face, until I reached my happy place - this time it was walking into the Ardneil, to see Si waiting for me, and all our guests watching on, and I, grinning widely took my place beside Si to take my vows.

Eventually I fell asleep, content to live in the moment of our wedding, and that banished the pain until the real pain subsided.

I think that might be true love. That he sits there with me in the howling mess that I get into, and takes away my pain.

We're Soaring.... Flying... .There's not a

What Can I say.......

I admit it.

I went to High School Muscial The Stage show Last Night......with the Tool.....


I Loved It.

The sheer cheeseyness of it makes you giggle, but the enthusiasm of the performers knocks you off your seat. Yes, at the end I was "soaring and flying" along with the rest of them.

I was doubly impressed that the cast performed there all, despite the fact that there were about 300 under 5's in the audience, who couldnt undertand why it wasn't working like the Sky TV version - and caused a constant chatter in the audience asking "but why, but why" and "he's not Troy, and He's not Chad".

It was easy to shut them out tho - the set changes were brilliant, the singing was infectious and although I was dreading it, I came out giggling and singing like a 10 year old. Boy would have loved it although I think I would have struggled to get him thru the door. Tool was away with it, and came home clutching her East Lake high School Sweats!

Way - Hay - British First Gold - Nicole Cooke, Cycling! Go Nicole!

Saturday, August 09, 2008

You Just Call Out my Name......

Wee-Devil is depressed.

Say's she is too fat and too sad to blog.

This is not true. I seen her last night, and she was most definitely petite. And she made me laugh, and with her, not at her.

She only ate a small Curry portion, so she isn't over eating.

I think she is over-reacting to a fat day.

We all have em pet! Put your comments back on.

Friday, August 08, 2008

Friday 5

Friday 5

In Citizen Kane, the main character’s last word before dying is “Rosebud,” which is discovered later to be the name of a favorite childhood sled. The idea is that this rich, powerful, hated man, in his last moment, finds himself thinking of happy, innocent times. If the film were about your life, what word might you utter in similar sentiment?

"More Than". Long before the Insurance Company started using that phrase, we used it. We used it to convey love. How much? .... More Than.... Chocolate Chip Cookies, Daffodils, Meadows, Wild Turkey. There is no end to the ways I love More than. This applies to my Husband and my Kids. I love them all, More Than... Anything.

In Groundhog Day, the main character is forced to live the same day again and again until he has learned to love others and to love himself. If you found yourself in an endless loop, living one day repeatedly until you learned the lesson that was holding you back, what would that lesson be?

Don't believe that everything has to be good. Bad things have to happen in order for us to (a) learn from our mistakes, (b) appreciate the good things.

In Freaky Friday, a mother and daughter who have difficulty understanding each other find themselves each living the other’s life (occupying the other’s body and everything!). If this were to happen to you for similar reasons, whose body would you wake up in?

I think it would have to be my mum. I don't know how her mind works, but then I don't think she knows how mine works either. Would this be a good thing? I don't know - She'd just buggar off in my body doing mad Gran things....and I'd be off taking advantage of my senior years forcing people up off their seats for me.

In Raiders of the Lost Ark, Indiana Jones has to jump into an underground room filmed with the one thing that freaks him out: snakes. “Why did it have to be snakes?” he asks. If the movie were about you, what would you see in the underground room?

Do you have to ask???? EVIL TOMATOS

In Sideways, the main character is asked to explain his love for wine made from a certain grape. As he describes the grape, we realizes he is also describing himself, saying that it must be carefully tended and that it is easily damaged. If the film were about you, what passion (hobby, food, collectible, or activity, for example) would you describe and how would you describe it so that you were also describing yourself? *

I'd stick with the wine. My grape is outwardly strong, outgoing and lively, but inside hides a delicate and fragility which is slow to surface, but influences the outcome of the grapes destiny

Everyone see's me as mad outgoing livewire, but inside there is a me who battles to conquer extreme shyness and lack of confidence. Happier in my own small circle of friends and beside myself if presented with a large crowd of people with whom I have to mix.

Thursday, August 07, 2008

Home Again, Cross the Seas

there is a man standing in front of me, who's boat went down a fortnight ago.

it tipped right over, sideyways, and they all had to jump off, and leap into the life raft.

It didn't completely sink, and it drifted all the way to Ayr, which is about 20 miles down the coast (it might be not as far as the crow flies (or swims as the case may be). Wowee. Amazing eh?
This isn't it..... I did ask if he took any photos, but he said "no camera, no time". humph.
How exciting eh? to experience this and live thru it. Scarily Exciting.
ps : jo..... if you are reading this, can you email Aunt Sheila....she hadn't heard from you.

O M G I Can'tBelieve it

5 Days after I go to the doctors and celebrate not having used my inhaler for about 3 months. I wake this morning and almost cough my guts up.

It is really damp.

That is the only thing I think It might be.

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

I don't wanna, talk about it.

You know that somedays you wake up and you know you don't want to talk? Today is one of those days.

I dived, literally dived out of bed at 6.40 this morning, I mis-heard Bunty on the radio (yesh I hate listening to her too, but it is the dread of hearing her that makes me get up). I thought she said twenty past, not twenty to. Humph.

I had offered to do Boy's paper round this morning, since he was out late last night at a murder mystery party, I think it was put together to "celebrate" the exam results.

Bimbling up to the Spar I realised I was quite happy to be out on my own and wandering. It was raining but even that didn't bother me.

I drove Si into work, cause his car has gone into the garage for a bit of TLC. Neither of us barely spoke. He was really really tired.

So I am here now.....and have loads of work today, so I'm head down and doing what I can, without commuication

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

I want the World to Know How Happy I can be

My Boy got 3 Higher Grades today!

Nothing short of a miracle considering that he did puff all studying.

A, B and 2 Cs and now we know that from the 4 he is sitting this year, he needs another 3 B's to get into the course he wants to do. Now he has focus and determination and knows what he needs to to to get there.

Well Done Boy. Proud of you

right round baby right round like a record baby right round round round

Yesterday I received a lovely packet from my favourite lesbean.

The Lovely K had sent me, via Israel...(Don't ask- her favourite Ebayer or something), a Silver necklace shaped in the words "Lenny" with a heart.

How gorgeous! I wish she would remember to call me it tho... she changes my name every five minutes...".

But nevertheless, I love the necklace, and will wear it always and espcially when in the company of fellow lesbean.

I'm back to walking at lunchtime. I had a quick sprint today down to the end of the pontoons and back again - back to F pontoon and down, and then all the way up C and back.

At least I think I did - Jees, my brain is hopeless I can't remember a thing. I'm pretty sure that is where I went, that was where I intended to go. but hey look at this. A crab. That definitely was on F pontoon. I seen 2, loads of fish and many many shrimp.

Tell me this... why do shrimps never look quite as appetising in the water as they do on the plate?

Monday, August 04, 2008

Living With You, You Know You're Making Me Mad

the seniors passed in Troon with nothing exciting happening.

When the Open happened 4 years ago, I was In hospital having my hysterectomy, I watched bits on the TV to see home, and when I got home, I was too weak to get into the town to enjoy the atmosphere.

Drinking laws were relaxed and the main street was closed off to traffic and a football match took place down the length of it -people spilling out the pubs to take part. A certain ex-member of take that, drinking in one of the local bars - which still has bottles of lemonade on the bar for you to add your own mixer.

I was kinda looking forward to the Seniors - hoping that the town would be abuzz.

the closest we got was when we took Steven out to the Marine hotel to hand his application in - the road was closed off -so we drove thru the barriers. Outside the Marine... there were "no admittance" signs, so we drove in. Steven bounced out the car as some well-to-do gentlemen stood in the doorway taking in the view with their pre-dinner aperatifs

-"Run up the red carpet Stevo" (for there was one). Tee hee. and off he took.

Outragous stuff. eh?

Sunday, August 03, 2008

I told Everybody that we were friends....... But This is

I love Edinburgh, you know that.

I truely truely adore Edinburgh, and I have just had a glorious weekend.
Overnight Stay in Edinburgh, with Fringe Shows Thrown in and Tattoo 1030 Performance, with Fireworks. Aw. It was just brilliant brilliant brilliant. Travelodge, Haymarket. There's a Funny Place, not your typical travelodge.

Built into a row of terraces in the new town - they have squished as many as their standard rooms into, heaven's I don't know about 8 terraced houses? maybes.
Room was lovely - more than ade
quate - double bed, sofa bed, and pull out bed, bathroom with shower. Mum and Aunt Martha came - they had a room a floor down from us -and we checked in early and then all headed into the town.

Straight up the Mound, and onto the Royal Mile to soak
up the atmosphere of the Fringe Artistes.

There were street performers everywhere - It is a shame that now it is set up so that they all have allocated spaces and time slots but I suppose there are so many people that it needs this level of organisation.

After watching a few street shows we went for something to eat.
After - Mum and Martha went to P leasance to pick up their Janey Godley tickets and we headed to the Under Belly. We picked up t
ickets for X-files Improv, with Dean Haglund, who was one of the three Lone Gunmen in X-files.
That was a real laugh out loud giggle. Tool really enjoyed it even tho she didn't think she would. It is amazing how these people manage to fill an hour so quickly. I want to go back.
We went for a drink after, and then headed in to Carl Donnelly vs John Robins vs Predator - mmm. This was in Udder belly 3, which is a fantastic venue - little dark cellar like cave. Carl came on and encouraged every one to move forward. Bearing in mind the place could hold probably 30 people tops - there were only about 12 of us there, so we all moved forward. He was a lovely genuine guy who made us laugh out loud. He had mad stories, and we sniggered madly as you would if listening to a mate talking shit. I loved him.

His pal came on - John, and I think John was maybe a wee bitty worse for wear. I think he was depressed at low numbers -the day before had been cancelled. But he had a great method of c
hoosing which stories to tell. Random words in a book which he read out and we shouted when we heard a word we liked.

He had rather a weird rant about another comedian which appeared rather vicious - but I think there was something personal there.

Anyways.... we left there. Went to A chinese buffet, it was lovely. then headed back up to the Royal Mile to make our way to the Castle for the Tattoo. Look - we ran up these stairs. Well that is a lie. Si and I walked very slowly,wheezing and coughing. Tool ran half way - and Steve ran the whole way.

O M G the numbers of people.

The Police and soldiers were diverting all people into the Terrace down past the Castle and they wouldnt let anyone on to the Castle Terrace until they had walked down the road. Waaaaa.

Anyways we got in, the seats were high, and hard, and squished together. Luckily I was between Si and Tool and didn't have to rub legs with anyone I didn't know. However, I did have someone's knees in my shoulders and my knees were on someone's head. The tattoo was fantastic though. Really brilliant. So so so enjoyable. MArching bands, military bands, country dancers - very Scottish but very lovely. Images being projected onto the castle, and then the beautiful fireworks at the end. Finishing with the Lone Piper on the ramparts of the Castle, it was everything I was hoping for.

We then had an hours walk home. I was exhausted.

Today, we got up, ate everything we could at breakfast - and Mum and Martha didn't pay - they thought I had paid. - Anyways the staff were
all to hungover from their drinking session at the bar the night before to notice I think!

We headed into the town for the Festival Parade....boy the place was busy. We wandered thru the Grassmarket, getting caught in possibly the heaviest rain every in the history of the world.,and then walked up to the Royal Mile, down Cockburn street, and into the gardens.

Si and the Sprogs went up to the top
of the Scott Monument. I didn't even attempt it. I figured my legs were at breaking point - besides which I honestly didn't think that if I met anyone on the stairs that I would be able to get my fat arse around them!!! In the picture to the left - that is me - in black on the edge of the grassy verge - next to the group of people.

Parade came and went - tattoo people, harley davidsons and festival / fringe people, and we started to head back to the car. We made it back at 1600. - Headed off to Glasgow Direction and left Mum and Martha on the M8.

We headed into Fort, and got a Coffee - I don't care what people say I LOVE Starbucks
. We also got tickets for a Christopher Brookmyre even in September. I am Such a huge fan. I'm really looking forward to his next book,.Will buy it and get him to sign..... Lovely lovely

But now - am exhausted . Am going to bed shortly. Wonder if my legs will work tomorrow.

Friday, August 01, 2008

Friday 5..........

the friday 5

Of television programs that aired before you were born, what’s your favorite?
I don't know. I wasn't born, so I don't know what was there. It takes me all my time to find a favourite in this day and age, so programmes before my time, are out of my range.

What person of historical significance was from your neighborhood or city?
C K Marr - Industrialist

What’s a story that’s often been told about someone in your family in the years before you came along?
My great gran was a witch. Never looked into it to see if it were true, but since I myself have magical powers then I figure it must be. tee hee

Which of previous generations’ dumb mistakes (in deed or thought) baffles you the most?
The invention of money - it would be far better if we still bartered. everyone is good at something, therefore we could all benefit from doing what we are best at.

What aspect of life in the good old days would you love to see a return to?
Long Skirts, bussels, and hats. Gentlemen, Politeness, children seen and not heard, hand kissing, clean streets, gas street lights, radiogrammes.