Stanley geddes ; Scott Dyer ; clippies and jeans.

Feet up, still suffering a bit from a late night and not enough sleep.

Mad dash down the street to catch the First Bus 141 to Bonnyrigg, this has to be one of the slowest buses on earth - takes 30 minutes to get there and goes round the houses. I was thinking about the days when the buses all had conductors / conductresses aka "clippies". I used to know one young lady "clippie" from Loanhead who stood for no nonsense on the bus and if it got wild she was infamous for heading along the bus with her ticket machine swinging, and could empty trouble makers at the double.

I was down early so had an hour with Grant @ Photogenix2, who was up to his eyes in photos - so when things were going wrong it was me who got the blame!!

Into the Lodge for a meeting of the OSM, today was the installation in the Stanley Geddes Chapter, 404. This is actually the Provincial Chapter but was renamed in memory of Stanley Geddes for all the things he had done for the Order of the Secret Monitors over the years. Once again there was a good attendance with visitors from Perth and Dundee to witness the installation carried out by the retiring Jim McQueen BEM, RN Rtd.

Planned on getting the bus home, but someone had vandalised the shelter and taken the timetable, so I misssed the bus and had to wait for the next one - but while sitting there day dreaming was delighted to see young Scott Dyer who I have not seen for a while, a really pleasant surprise - look forward to seeing him at our installation. He was off with his good lady and family plus dog to watch Bonnyrigg playing footie.

Eventually caught the slow bus again - it really struggles on the hills from Lasswade and up through Loanhead - so once on the main road, I spied a No 37 following us , so I managed to jump buses and got home , right to the door.

Today's observation has to be about people wearing jeans - something which I cannot wear, so I have no problem with someone wearing a well fitting tailored pair worn properly, however - when you see some of these objects wandering about , with saggy, torn, ill fitting, dirty, and with bums hanging out - they are dreadful.