Home again

The journey back went well - but New York is too near! By the time you have your drinks, then your meal, start to watch a movie, then maybe drift off for a few minutes, before you know it they're waking you for breakfast!

The two large Tanquerays and two large Pinot Noirs were nice, but otherwise, it was a waste of Club Class flat beds. Incidentally, the movie I watched was pretty good - The Hundred Year Old Man Who Climbed out of the Window and Disappeared. It's Swedish subtitles mostly, but the narrative is in English. It had a bit of the Forrest Gump trickery about it, showing him meeting famous characters from the past in the course of his life. Amusing.

So, we get home - Gary picked us up - and we spend the day unpacking and getting organised again before heading to bed about 9 pm. Ding! 2 am and I'm wide awake again. I lay there till about 4:30 and eventually got up, had a slow breakfast, showered and changed and headed to Fraserburgh.

It was a really busy day at Fraserburgh with lots of meetings and visitors, but I still managed to get away in time to get back to Banchory for golf at 5 pm. I was playing with Dick Taylor and I promised him I would meet up with the guys in the morning for the usual Thursday cycle at 9 am. Wouldn't you know it - I slept in. Hardly surprising, I suppose, after two nights without sleep.

I had to go to the dentist anyway to get the cap on my implant glued on - it had come off again - and then my car was in for its MoT, which it failed. Jo came in to meet me at work and we just went home and left my car in the garage - I pick it up tomorrow - and it's had the work done now to pass the test.

Friday was golf at St. Andrews - and it was lovely. Brother-in-law Brian met us there - he was staying a couple of nights with us as we had golf organised at Banchory on Saturday morning. Mary came up too - but on the train.

After golf on Saturday, Jo and Mary joined us at the club for lunch and we then walked back home, stopping briefly at the War Memorial for a photo:

In the evening we all went to the Derbar for a curry - and very nice it was too. Mary and Brian drove home after church today, but not without a typical Mary mishap. She left her jacket and her keys here. We called and texted them and eventually they got the message when they reached Stonehaven, so they had to come back and collect them. Brian didn't look best pleased.

Anyway, that's all my blogs and photos etc all back up to date again.

Tomorrow, it's my annual (personal) "MoT" with my cardiologist, but I'm hoping to get some golf at Aboyne afterwards.