Kelly again

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Kelly's night out got aborted last night - her pals were not feeling too good. Never mind - I think she was glad to have a quiet night in anyway. Here she is, on her return, still in her glad rags:

Wednesday was a work morning for me - then dentist's at lunchtime and then home. Kelly and Lucy had planned to go for a run together, but this never materialised, so Kelly climbed Scolty instead - then, not having exercised enough, she borrowed my car and drove over to Inverurie and went up Bennachie with Carole.

However, today's big story was Ross having his hair cut! He finally did it - he's still got his pony tail - but only just - he's lost over a foot of hair.

Scott and I went over to the golf club to practice chipping and putting - I still can't take a full swing. We had a couple of beers with my pals afterwards and now we're home vegetating. Tomorrow it's the gym for some and swimming in the afternoon for others.

Two more full days to go - then it's the big day.

Kelly's alive!

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Well, Kelly finally got back to Banchory on Monday morning but her all-nighter with her pal Kat on Saturday had taken its toll and she was in bed sleeping by the time we came home from our swimming trip. We went to the Marriott, Dyce and it was nice and quiet. The boys enjoyed the usual tomfoolery in the pool:

Meanwhile Her Majesty tried to catch up with her reading backlog - keep going Jo - the 3rd film in the Millennium series is released soon - will she manage to finish it before we see the movie this time?

Lucy took the chance to use the running machines:

We stopped off at the Shepherd's Rest, Westhill, for some supper on the way home - and pretty good it was too:

Today (Tuesday), Kelly came with me to the office and we then went down to Bannatyne's at 9:30 am where I signed her in for a morning of exercise classes etc. I did a little bit of work in the gym myself, then went back to the office for a few hours' work, returning to pick Kelly up at 2:30 pm. Yes, she'd managed to keep herself busy there for a full 5 hours!

Incidentally, how did it happen that my family, who had been couch potatoes all the time when I was running, playing squash, football and golf, turned to exercise freaks? It kind of snuck up on me, but they're all at it now - except Ross, that is!

Kelly's out again tonight - but in Banchory this time. She shouldn't get up to too much mischief here on a Tuesday night!

Monday moans

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I'm at work waiting for the rest of them to come and pick up the swim vouchers I've got for them - do you think they'll arrive early? No, I don't think so either.

Trouble with my ribs again last night - hardly slept. Thought they were getting better, but not judging by last night they're not.

The Lesinas are having their kilt fittings now - that should be fun for them.

Other than that, nothing much doing - I've updated the archive photos on my blog sidebar - that shows how bored I've been!

Chaos reigns

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Well, they all got here safely on Friday - and seemed not to be suffering too much from jet lag either. Kelly actually got an earlier flight - although her luggage was a bit later, not arriving until Sunday afternoon.

We had a fairly quiet Saturday - Carole, Luca and Gary arrived over late afternoon and we all had chilli for tea, then it was out to Gary's stag night, which started at the Douglas. We got the chance to meet Ross' girlfriend, Katherine, as well, so that was a bonus.

Next stop was the Stag, but I then baled out and left the youngsters to it. I understand they went on to a house party and got back about 3:30 am, so Sunday has been a bit of a sleepy day for some of them. Even Cade and Braeden slept in, but here's the latter looking cool:



Kelly stayed in Aberdeen and hit the town with her pal on Saturday night - which at least gave Gary a bed at ours - but she's suffering today and hasn't made it back to Banchory. We'll see her tomorrow morning no doubt.

What have I done to deserve this?

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Dusty - and the PSB - said it all. My luck is showing no sign of turning for the better. I was out cycling again yesterday afternoon and decided to go along the river on the golf course. The path got a bit narrow and slopey at one point and I made the fatal error of slowing down - I should have kept the pace up - and off I tumbled, smashing my body in to a birch tree - boy did it hurt!

I eventually managed to get up, dust myself off and make it back home. Moving was painful and I knew sleep would be difficult - and so it proved. At 5 am this morning, I'd had enough - I got up and thought I would try to head to work as I'd originally planned, but any kind of movement was painful and I decided it would have to be Casualty for me, so I got Jo up and we headed to ARI.

If ever there's a good time to visit Casualty, it's early on Monday morning - we were the only ones there. I was examined by one of the Doctors - no ribs broken or cracked - just bruised - but he told me it could be painful for a few months yet - what? I've got my Spanish golfing holiday in 3 weeks' time - oh no!

So here I am, at home again, blogging and moaning away again about the state of my body. I was really enjoying the cycling as part of my recuperation after the knee ops and was looking forward to a trip to the gym and pool again today, but this has set me back again.

I should have stuck to better surfaces and not risked the tighter tracks down at the river. I'd also cycled on Saturday - up to Banchory Car Centre. Ross had finally spotted a vehicle - a Mazda 3 - that would do for his business and could take the "Banchory Techies" name and numbers etc - so that's his company's first acquisition. Now all we need to do is get rid of the old Merc from our driveway.

Friday - end of my little "holiday"

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I didn't go to work today after all - I was "persuaded" to leave off trying to drive until Monday, so I stayed at home again.

Archie came round and gave me his ankle weights to help build my leg muscles up again - I need to keep doing this - only 2 weeks to the wedding - and 3 weeks until I'm supposed to be golfing again in Spain - it's going to be touch and go.

Nothing much else to report, but, thinking baout Kelly coming home, I came across this old photo of her christening:


Some faces in here that some of you won't recognise - Austin Donohoe (Lucy's Godfather - or was he Kelly's?) and his then girlfriend Mary, are in the middle at the back, and Dawn's first husband, Reg is the one with the beard. Granny Banaghan (Lottie's Mum) is sitting next to the priest - but where is Barry? Jo's younger sister Margaret is bottom right and her husband Pat is top left.

Only Brian, Mary, Dawn, me, Jo, Lucy, Gary and, of course, Kelly, still around and in touch now - how sad.

Afternoon adventures

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I got invited again to go along and watch Syd, Archie and Rob get lessons in bridge from Dan. This week it was held at Archie's house - up the Glassel Road, so I thought I'd be adventurous and try to cycle up there - it's easier cycling than walking and my physio stressed that I needed to keep stretching my knee and cycling - albeit on a static bike - was the ideal way to do this.

It was another fine day and off I set, through the park, past the cricket pitch and up the old forest tracks - and I coped OK. In fact, I surprised myself how well I did - and I really enjoyed getting out, and getting some fresh air and exercise.

Today, I worked at home this morning whilst Jo nipped back to Dobbie's to acquire the topiary for the wedding. It now sits proudly outside our front door:

Having finished most of my work in the morning, and encouraged by my cycling experiences yesterday, with Jo off to her swimming, I decided it was time to get the bike out again this afternoon. I headed off in the same direction as yesterday, up the old railway line and on to the forest tracks. I stopped for a break near the top of the hill:

The puffed cheeks were not posed - I had misjudged the timer! I then went beyond the houses on Glassel Road and up to the Hill of Brathens track - then east back towards the main Raemoir Road, which I crossed, heading towards Hirn. I stopped in front of the new Cowshed restaurant, which looks like it's almost ready to open:

I couldn't find my old safety glasses (nor one of my cycling gloves), and almost inevitably got a fly in my eye. I just couldn't get rid of it - I even tried photographing the eye to see if I could spot it:

Lovely photo, don't you think? Oh well, carry on regardless. Eventually, I was passing Wooden Barn and I thought - ah hah! - slight detour - stop for a cup of tea at the new Buchanan's Bistro there, and pay a visit to the loos. It worked a treat - I was able to remove the offending fly from under my eyelid with the aid of the large mirrors there.

Nice place too - and I enjoyed my tea and brownie. I read the Piper and sat in a nice sofa looking west out the window - this was the view:

What you can't quite see from the above photo is the new Tesco that is being erected at an incredible pace - it's due to open next month, having just started last month:

I wandered round Woodend Barn - I enquired whether they had had any returned tickets for Ed Byrne's concert next month - they hadn't, but I put my name on the waiting list anyway. They've also got Andy White (http://www.andywhite.com/) appearing in 2 weeks' time - an intimate concert, with a meal, in the Bistro - but I then realised that's just 2 days before the wedding, so it wasn't really on.

Cycling back through Hill of Banchory, then down to the Platties to follow the river back home - a nice way to spend a couple of hours on a very pleasant afternoon. I'll sleep well tonight - if the pain in my rear end doesn't disturb me too much!

Sitting here blogging away just now whilst Jo's at her weekly Weight Watchers weigh-in, I'm thinking I might try driving again tomorrow and nip in to the office for a short while. We're going to dinner at the Lings tomorrow night - and it's early so I need to be home sharp anyway.

The Continuing Story of Town House Ian

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Well, you couldn't call me Bungalow Bill, could you? (Apologies to my younger readers for this obscure 60's reference).

Yes, I'm working from home again - 2 days in a working week is enough for any man surely? It was Aberdeen on Monday - Jo took me in early and Ross picked me up early afternoon - I had 2 late afternoon appointments at our Medical Practice. First of all, Dr. Doug Smith to look at the sun-damaged blotch on my nose. I'd had it looked at a few years ago and was told it was benign and the specialist had just given me some cream to lighten the dark brown colouring, but the anaesthetist at Albyn had made a point of telling Jo I needed to get it looked at again - hence this appointment.

Dr. Smith examined it and said there were now 2 levels to it - and he gave them both names, but, for the life of me, I can't remember what they were. Anyway, he said he could just freeze it now if I wanted? OK, I said - go ahead - and he put the eye masks on me and gave my nose 2 blasts - and that, apparently, is that. I go back in a few weeks for him to look at it again, but so far no noticeable effects.

Then it was the Nurse's turn - knee stitches out. Five of them were OK, but one of them on my sore right knee was a bit deeper and blood started flowing when she took the stitch out. She put butterfly stitches on and told me to leave them for a few days until they fell off.

That was Monday - on Tuesday morning it was back to the physio, and she was a little alarmed at the way I walked in, and, initially, she was going to call the hospital and have the surgeon look at my right knee again. However, after a while, we got the knee moving a bit and she seemed a bit happier with it. I told her about the severe pain I was getting when trying to move the joint and she did say it was still pretty swollen and raw and I had to be careful about not "loading" the knee - but I had to keep trying to move it.

From there, it was up to Fraserburgh - we had some Norwegian visitors. I got a lift up with Francis Clark and Ross picked me up at the Old Mill at 5pm - a full day's work!

I forgot to say I was out for dinner with these Norwegians at the Marcliffe on Monday night - and lovely it was too. Jo demanded a full description of what we'd had to eat when I got home - poor girl was envious!

Oh - I finished my Hunter S Thompson book - it was pretty interesting - he was a real cowboy, pushing the political, ethical, moral and legal boundaries - but he could write, and it was fairly entertaining in places. I've now started to read a short golf book I was given - Four Iron in the Sole, by Glaswegian Lawrence Donegan. It's about a year he spent acting as temporary caddy to a jouneyman pro golfer. I've an awful feeling I've read it before, but I'll carry on with it for a while yet - it's pretty funny - if you like golf, that is.

So that's been my week so far - a bit better, but still a long way to go. Hope you're all having a good time - let's hear from you.

Countdown to the wedding

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Here I sit - it's Saturday night, and, just for a change, it's me that's home alone. Why, you say? Well, it's Carole's Hen Night and Jo's gone off there - the theme is dark/satanic/vampires/goths etc - generally black all round. It took an age - and lots of stress, but here she is:

You want a close-up?:

Scary, eh? But then again, she always was!

Anyway, I had my fun last night at the headbang at Dave's - check http://banchoryheadbangers.blogspot.com/ for details. It was nice to get out and enjoy myself and not be restricted by the lack of movement in my knees.

The Sunday Times and the Challenge Cup semi-final between the Jags and Ross County should keep me fairly occupied tomorrow - then it's back to work Monday/Tuesday - that is assuming I can get a lift from Jo and/or Ross.

Friday on my mind

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Going to Dave's tonight for a headbang - something to look forward to anyway - and get me out of the slough of despondency I've been in since yesterday. My right knee has got a lot worse over the last 24 hours and the pain when I bend it is incredible, so I'm trying to do a lot less today and give it more time to mend itself.

Jo was going to Dobbie's today and asked me if I'd like to chum her along - so I did. Nice place, and we had lunch there too. When it opened earlier this year, I remember some publicity about the unusual urinals in the Gents - and I got a close-up look at them today:


That's your lot for now.

Autumn Almanac

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From the dew-soaked hedge creeps a crawly caterpillar,

When the dawn begins to crack.

It’s all part of my autumn almanac.

Breeze blows leaves of a musty-coloured yellow,

So I sweep them in my sack.

Yes, yes, yes, it’s my autumn almanac

The first verse of Ray Davies' famous song came to mind when I awoke early this morning and noticed the trees outside turning - it's coming to that time of year again.

I had my first appointment with physiotherapist Joan McLoughlin - Jo drove me up, but I said I would walk back home myself. Joan briefed me on what I should and shouldn't be doing. She was very happy with my left leg - it's coming along nicely - but my right leg is stiff and sore - I need to get more movement in it. Swinging from a table top and cycling from a static bike with an elevated saddle were suggested. Also, use my walking poles to support my bad leg.

So off I trotted down the hill back home, trying hard to walk properly like I was told - "no peg legs". Well, it didn't work - I made it home, but several times I pulled up in excruciating pain. It was a beautiful day and everyone seemed to be out walking - and they all spotted me, doubled up in pain. I assured them I was OK and I would make it home alright - and I did - but the sharp pains above my knee have increased in frequency and severity. I need to be very careful from here on in.

So that's been my day - I kept myself busy on the computer, reading and digitising some of my old LP's. Golf on the TV was from Kingsbarns, Carnoustie and St Andrews - all courses I know - and they looked terrific in the bright sunshine, so that helped pass a bit of time as well. Am I missing work? I'm missing the freedom to make that choice, that's for sure.

Sorry these blog postings are all medical reports just now, but that's all that's going on in my life just now - and I'm afraid it's likely to continue for a wee while yet.

Wednesday woes

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No real complaints today, so forgive the use of alliteration in the title. I had arranged to go to Fraserburgh this morning - Ross would drive me as Jo was heading back to Glasgow to pick up her dress for the wedding - it's annual Union negotiations, and, fortunately they went quite well.

We stopped off for lunch at the Mustard Seed coffee shop in New Deer of all places - it's attached to the church there. Very nice, but we were careful not to read any of the literature there - Jo might have appreciated it a bit more than us.

Ross bought what was advertised as "toffee", but, for those who don't have an affiliation with the North East, this would be described as "tablet" in the West of Scotland. Pure sugar.

Back home for the afternoon, I decided I would try and walk to the golf club for a beer - and I managed - eventually - not without some heart-stopping moments, but I got there - and back - OK.

Tomorrow is my first physio visit - and I've decided that I'm not going back to work this week - I can do stuff at home instead.

Tuesday goes too slow

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Sitting around all day doesn't burn up a lot of energy and so, despite the prospect of breakfast in bed for the 3rd day in a row, I was up at my usual crack of dawn today and have since been trying to while the time away with some work on the laptop.

I walked to get the paper this morning - fancifully, I thought I could manage along to the High St, but, after 20 yards or so, I realised that wasn't going to happen, so I stopped at the garage instead. My knees aren't strong enough yet to go any further.

It's going to be a long day today. At least yesterday I had the Ryder Cup to watch. Ross is driving me to Fraserburgh in the morning - that'll help pass the day. I'm so bored I'm even thinking of going along to watch a beginner's bridge class that Dan Corbett's running this afternoon!

Monday at home

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It's Monday morning and I survived the weekend boredom - thanks primarily to the Ryder Cup. A few "how are you" phone calls and a brief visit from Syd, who popped in after Sunday morning golf, helped pass the time as well - as did the Sunday Times.

Did a bit of planning for this Friday's headbang as well, and I was in touch with Kelly to start planning our time in Oz.

Today, Jo's driving me back to Albyn for my appointment with the cardiologist, and, later on, it's my GP to check my blood counts after a month of taking statins. Do I feel like an invalid? Well, yes actually.

Incidentally, the surgeon on Friday put some lubricant in my knees, but I didn't realise it was so much that I would be slurping up the stairs! Where does it all go, I wonder?