Somebody cares

Having had a bad day yesterday and not enough time to put finger to keyboard it was nice to know that someone had missed my daily ravings. ( Thank you Laurence).

So what did happen - just peed off , not enough time or peace to get on with what I wanted to do - however, I eventually did some work, took off in the snow which was very light (none in Edinburgh) and saw Grant at Photogenix who worked his magic with the photos of our three Old / sorry Past Masters. His wee dog is enjoying its swimming classes as part of its physio programme - doing well and hopefully will be able to walk properly.

Up to Costco for a nice big chocolate fudge cake - yummy- then to The Bush and eventually home.

Last night it was over to Newbattle Lodge where Dundas RA have relocated following the sale of their premises in Gorebridge. Good crowd in attendance and super mini steak pies as part of the buffet - a few were disappointed, Simon "two pies" and Bill -"I'll just have three" .
One of the Companions now coming back is still involved in a serious court case against the Health Board which he and his family are having to fund personally - he was saying that one of the opposition Q.C.'s is earning £3000 per day !!! No credit crunch for him.

On the subject of lawyers, one of our regular customers, a mature lady Gwyneth, sadly passed away at the weekend having died in her sleep. May she rest in peace.

Standing at the door of The Mercat Bar at lunch time I spotted an old face from my days at Edinburgh Crystal Glass - who I stopped and we had a chat. Just as he was asking about Sir Christopher , the said laird popped out the Bar fro a chat . Eventually our man had to leave as his parking ticket in the Morrison Street Car Park (N C P ) was due to expire and he did not want "booked". BUT about an hour later as I was leaving in my car, I spotted him and discovered that his car had been boxed in by some stupid clowns. I missed the chance of taking a photo, but there were at last another six cars all boxed in , front and rear, and impossible to be moved. Just what part of their rectums do they keep their brains in - it's either that or that they do not look at what is happening when they park , possibly in the dark.
So, our man had been waiting an hour or so for the N C P Mobile (immobile) response unit to turn up - hope he had sandwiches !!! And he was late for appointments.