Not much better

In all aspects things did not get much better.

Terribe tragedy with Phil O'Donnell the Motherwell player, aged 35 dying during the game on Saturday.
Now Monday p.m., on Sunday Ann slept while I did the cash and carry again and went to the Sportsmans till mid afternoon. Then home and had another quiet night with her dozing and not right. Tried to get an early night but was wakened by the phone a couple of times.
Terrible night - restless and up and down every hour - bloddy shattered this morning.
Today, up sharp, took Graham into town to the Mercat, headed to cash and carry, bank, then the pub where I met Robbie and Karen. Robbie has had the 36 hour bug, and now his mate, arrived from Oz has the same.
Did odds and ends but as I am out there tonight headed home to get a rest, but Ann still in bed with bad headaches and refusing to speak to the doctor.
Anyway, about to tidy up, get fed and then off to get involved in the Hogmanay festivities.

All the best.

It can only get better - i hope

Some thoughts on Saturday, bloddy hell, no, no, and why me !!

Up early and away to the cash and carry with Ann to get stuff for both pubs, dropped a load off at the mercat, then Ann in Edinburgh at the shops and I went to Musselburgh.
Arriver, and only the cleaner, Chick, in, at 10.35 a.m. Next thing in they came, the punters for the races, but at the same time Michelle. We got hammered for an hour and a half till the majority left for the track, but by them help ( Princess) had arrived.
I went back to town to retrieve Ann and then out to Costco for more stuff.

Home - time to calm down, but no - went upstairs and found Ann ill, having nearly passed out due to taking too hot a bath, then she was sick, so my evening was spent checking on her recovery (and looking for the insurance policies) , not rue. Anyway she is slowly recovering, but is still not right yet.
1.10 a.m. Elaine called from the Pub - they had been busy and she was struggling to get the place sorted as Samantha had also taken ill.

Now - i need a quieter day.

Is it bluey recincarnated?

Having mentioned the bird on several occasions I managed to get it to pose for me this morning. It is very tame and comes down each day to feed outside the door of the pub, possibly watching for Chick to make sure he is working or to see if he is going to invite it in for a drink. Anyway, we have a bag of bird food so we try to feed it in such a way that the seagulls do not come over and annoy us or it.

Pub was fairly busy on Thurday night, but Michelle had to leave early to look after her totty wee one who was playing up, and his sister was having nightmares after someone told her ghost sories.

Went out to Musselburgh this morning to sort out banking, wages, etc. but had to scoot up the road sharp to get to the Penicuik bank before closing. This meant that I was able to watch the Sinbad movie followed by James Bond in Octopussy.

Missed Robbie who had abandoned his father to the terrors of visiting Edinburgh alone, but I am sure he will have managed ( he is a bit like Crockodile Dundee) I think they were off to see Edinburgh rugby this evening, and then have Musselburgh races on Saturday.

So far I have now coughed for three weeks and am getting a trifle p*****d off with the whole thing, as is my wife. We had a call from her friend Carol tonight who sounds worse than me - so where does that put me.

Tomorrow is another day, cash and carry, pub, work, etc. so what's new, I mean we have never mentioned the fact that yesterday there was an assination in Pakistan which has mass ive implications for the world, we have floods, earthquakes, a man caught up a chimney in Australia trying to break into a house, and two poor folks drowned in a cave inYorkshire where I did all my caving years ago.

Every last drop

This was Robbie attempting to finish off our bottle of sambuca at the x-mas dinner. Whilst others were content with a glass , the bold Antipodean decided that this was an acceptable part of his national culture - fortunately the ladies in the company were not photographed followingb his example, ( but being truthful most, in fact everyone did).

Lovely stuff, the black stuff, which reminded me of my trip to London several months ago when five of us sat in my brother in laws new local pub, and had five rounds of shots on the trop, much to the mesmeriation of the locals.

In this instance, at x-mas we took the event a stage further by mixing it with Stiffy,s cola cube, which as a tastful mixture was worse than that carvonia cough medicine, but a bit more effective, also made you fall down after several attempts.

Boxing day onwards

Had a lovely dinner last night, having had a quiet day, Graham, Andrea and Sir Christopher Reid arrived, so we had lovely steaks washed down with copious draught's of "vino tinto.

To bed at a reasonable hour, and did not cough till 2.30 a.m when i had to get up and have a hot drink, etc, rest of the night was a washout, restless and stressed out.

Now at the Sportsman's, where I have been all day.
Obviously managed to get a new keyboard to replace Robbie's damp one.
Pub was fairly quiet so I went to Cash and Carry only to find on my return that the annual pub crawl crowd had arrived unannounced - Michelle R nearly had a fit when about 40 walked in , however Jackie Macnamara gallantly jumped into the breach. By the time I arrived they were just finishing their drinks and leaving to head for the next 16 pubs!!

Hopefully another quiet evening.

Happy x-mas / Boxing day

Folks, there is just too much to do, so sorry I missed a x-mas day post, however if Robbie had not poured a bottle of beer over the keyboard at the Sportsmans there would have been a bit more news.

Graham ended up in the Western General Hospital on x-mas eve afternoon, where he had an abscess on his chest cut and drained - so I was busy scooting about with him and Ann before I headed to work at the Sportsmans. A nice wee crowd, with just the inkling of trouble but it did not come to much, I would think not with Simon and me on the door. We closed the bar at 12.30 a.m x-mas day so I was able to get off up the road and left karen, Karen and Kerrin to close up for me.

Up again to see if Santa had called, however, I was running out of time and could see no trace of a sledge or reindeer droppings!! Ann made a big breakfast (traditional) which we washed down with a wee drop bubbly, only minutes before Robbie, Caitlion, Phil and Debbie arrived to pick me up for work at Musselburgh.

Headed to the pub, whichj was all spick and span thanks to Chick and Paul who had come in to work (x-mas day) without being asked. Robbie and I got the place opened up and some of our regulars appeared.

We seem to have adopted a white pidgeon, whether it is a reincarnation of Bluey, i do not know. But it now lives on the window ledge above the pub, but comes down to the street to get fed.

Closed up at 3.30 p.m., haveing emptied the pub by putting on the Queens speech at high volume.

Headed to the Mercat where we met up with everyone else and sat down to a wonderful dinner prepared by jamie and Ann, however, feeling a bit unwell, as was Graham we had to leave at 7.45 p.m. and left everyone to be cheery - I think from the state of them this morning they were just a bit too cheery.

made it home where we found that Santa had been a calling - so opened up our presents, very nice ( socks, more socks, smelly stuff, books, CD's, wine, etc ) what more can a man want. However still feeling a bit off I went to bed at 9.10 p.m.

Today has been quiet, I had to take Graham into The Mercat, roads were quiet but there were a few in for breakfast - fortunately not too busy as the Jamie and Claire were just a bit delicate and operating at about 70% of normal speed ( that's me being kind) - so it is now time to rest before work again tomorrow.

Our Antipodean friends seem to be a bit quiet, but they were still hard at it at 1 a.m.

Cheers.

Kind of hectic

How time flies when you are busy, I have just realised how many days I have missed.

Friday I was in town for RA meeting during the day , then headed to Musselburgh to do an evening shift in the Pub. Fairly quiet , although I didhave to fling out a few rowdy individuals and even had a couple of ladies have a wee domestic.

Saturday, it was back to the pub where we were busy with the football , home and feet up.

Sunday was staff day out and x-mas dinner, so we all went to the mercat and had a great time. Joined by Robbie's dad who has been trailing round europe for a few weeks and is here for the New year then back to Oz.

Need more time to work on this, but not now

Cheers.