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Yes - it looked like being Wet, Wet, Wet again yesterday, which would have been the 3rd Wednesday in a row that our midweek golf had been postponed. In the end, however, it turned out to be a rather pleasant evening - the heavy showers we had seen in Aberdeen earlier on were very localised and Banchory seemed to escape.
I had arrived home still feeling a bit under the weather and Jo wasn't keen on me going out to play golf, but I did - and it went very well - my best round of the season - and I felt a lot better after having done it. Win-win, as they say.
I was up early this morning and actually at my desk in Fraserburgh - 55 miles away - not long after 7:30 am. I had a lot to do this morning and was supposed to be heading back down to Aberdeen this afternoon for a meeting with our lawyers to sign off the final papers to change our main bankers - but - surprise, surprise - there's been a last minute glitch, so I've now apparently got a bit more time. I may just head home - perhaps I'll do as Gary suggested and pop in and see Carole and Luca on the way back.
Am I apprehensive about my angiogram tomorrow? I guess I am. I've done as instructed and cancelled plans for the weekend's activities, but I hope I'm OK from about Monday or Tuesday.
Haven't had any dates yet for the knee ops - the letters are overdue now. Might need to chase them up.
I think I'll finish with a bit of politics - probably because I've just been listening to the news. Our new P.M. has certainly been talking fairly bluntly on his world travels. His comments about Gaza last week and Pakistan yesterday are not the normal political rhetoric and seem to have caused a bit of a stir in Israel and Pakistan. I find it refreshing, however, that a political leader can state his views in a clear, concise way that is easily understood. I do hope it continues and he doesn't come under pressure to resort to political jargon.
Judging by the comments coming from Holyrood as well, it looks like my bus pass may become one of the first of a number of cuts in public spending. Oh well - I always thought it was a bit generous to offer this to all over 60, with no means testing and no contribution to the pass. Worse things happen at sea.
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Thursday 29 July 2010
Tuesday 27 July 2010
Well, I woke up this morning ...
From http://ianrstewart.blogspot.com/
... and that was a good start. Yes, another day alive in the world - day number 22,224 to be exact. I could give you lots of other stats - but I certainly won't be telling you how many days to Christmas - I actually heard this mentioned on the radio yesterday, would you believe.
Much more important is the fact that it's only 94 days until the wedding of the year - and we still don't know where to go to get measured for our kilts etc - are you listening, Gary?
I'm in Fraserburgh today and I'm picking up Luca on the way back this afternoon. Jo's got the hairdressers this morning then she's planning a walk with Anne.
Our canning factory opened again yesterday after its annual 3 week summer shutdown, so things should get a bit busier again from now on - but there's still a lot of folk away on holiday, so it's not going be hectic for a while yet.
The business has been trying to change main bankers - but what a palaver it's been - dealing with 3 sets of lawyers - well two and a half actually - the outgoing bank (Bank of Scotland) are using the same legal firm as the incoming bank (Clydesdale) - but they have to maintain their professional integrity - Chinese walls - so there's no advantage to us. Don't start me - this has been rumbling on for weeks and seems no nearer to conclusion than it did a month ago. Cynicism and age go hand in hand - somebody's making money out of all this, but it's not us.
That's all for today folks.
... and that was a good start. Yes, another day alive in the world - day number 22,224 to be exact. I could give you lots of other stats - but I certainly won't be telling you how many days to Christmas - I actually heard this mentioned on the radio yesterday, would you believe.
Much more important is the fact that it's only 94 days until the wedding of the year - and we still don't know where to go to get measured for our kilts etc - are you listening, Gary?
I'm in Fraserburgh today and I'm picking up Luca on the way back this afternoon. Jo's got the hairdressers this morning then she's planning a walk with Anne.
Our canning factory opened again yesterday after its annual 3 week summer shutdown, so things should get a bit busier again from now on - but there's still a lot of folk away on holiday, so it's not going be hectic for a while yet.
The business has been trying to change main bankers - but what a palaver it's been - dealing with 3 sets of lawyers - well two and a half actually - the outgoing bank (Bank of Scotland) are using the same legal firm as the incoming bank (Clydesdale) - but they have to maintain their professional integrity - Chinese walls - so there's no advantage to us. Don't start me - this has been rumbling on for weeks and seems no nearer to conclusion than it did a month ago. Cynicism and age go hand in hand - somebody's making money out of all this, but it's not us.
That's all for today folks.
Monday 26 July 2010
MmmBop
From http://ianrstewart.blogspot.com/
Yes - the Hansons have gone home now. Just as Jo was heading off to drive Mary back to the station on Friday, who should pull in to Arbor Court but Brian! He and I headed off to golf at Alford then had a few beers in the Douglas on Friday night. This is what he looks like after several beers:
Then it was Saturday morning and off we headed to golf at Banchory. It was another nice day and it was an invitational team event - the last time I'd had the chance to play in it (as we're usually in USA when it's on) was in 2004, when we won it. Not this time, however - we were rubbish.
Gary joined us on the balcony at the golf club for a beer - he left a very uptight Luca with Granny Jo. So what does Brian do when we get back home then? Why, wind Luca up even more, that's what!
On Saturday night, Jo, Brian, Ross and I went back to the Tor-na-Coille hotel for a bar supper - and very good it was too. We considered tea/beer on the lawn first, but decided it was a little late for that:
Brian and Jo were in talkative mood when we got home:
No - that's not a ghost on the left - just my foot caught in the flash.
Brian initially considered joining Jo at church on Sunday morning, but eventually decided this would mean he was too late getting back home. I had decided not to play golf - I felt too tired and a bit under the weather, so I gave it a miss - I'd played Thursday, Friday and Saturday after all - so it was vegetate day - Sunday Times and the TV. I must have dropped off and woken up again about a dozen times in the afternoon.
Lucy phoned at night - and managed to spook me a bit about the effects of my angiogram this coming Friday - both during and after. Hope it's not as bad as she says it might be.
So that's my blog diary up to date again - clear conscience again.
Yes - the Hansons have gone home now. Just as Jo was heading off to drive Mary back to the station on Friday, who should pull in to Arbor Court but Brian! He and I headed off to golf at Alford then had a few beers in the Douglas on Friday night. This is what he looks like after several beers:
Then it was Saturday morning and off we headed to golf at Banchory. It was another nice day and it was an invitational team event - the last time I'd had the chance to play in it (as we're usually in USA when it's on) was in 2004, when we won it. Not this time, however - we were rubbish.
Gary joined us on the balcony at the golf club for a beer - he left a very uptight Luca with Granny Jo. So what does Brian do when we get back home then? Why, wind Luca up even more, that's what!
On Saturday night, Jo, Brian, Ross and I went back to the Tor-na-Coille hotel for a bar supper - and very good it was too. We considered tea/beer on the lawn first, but decided it was a little late for that:
Brian and Jo were in talkative mood when we got home:
No - that's not a ghost on the left - just my foot caught in the flash.Brian initially considered joining Jo at church on Sunday morning, but eventually decided this would mean he was too late getting back home. I had decided not to play golf - I felt too tired and a bit under the weather, so I gave it a miss - I'd played Thursday, Friday and Saturday after all - so it was vegetate day - Sunday Times and the TV. I must have dropped off and woken up again about a dozen times in the afternoon.
Lucy phoned at night - and managed to spook me a bit about the effects of my angiogram this coming Friday - both during and after. Hope it's not as bad as she says it might be.
So that's my blog diary up to date again - clear conscience again.
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