Good morning all, it's pure stoatin' doon here in Glesca!
A thoroughly miserable day!
Late to bed last night, as I discovered a leak under the sink and of course poor*DH was dead to the world, exhausted after his arduous day golfing and enjoying the hospitality at Glenagles. ? It's a tough life.
I had a lovely day with my sister in law yesterday, there were sad moments, but how we laughed like silly schoolgirls.
She ran amok in Primark and was so excited about her bargains.
When were wandering around Debenhams, (all six floors), she asked me where her Primark bag was. ?
However, she couldn't remember when she had last seen it. ?
I sent her to the floor below and I went looking, asked assistants, a cleaner, customer services, nothing! Then I couldn't find her and started to feel hot , with my chest getting tight. I looked in my bag and had lost my angina spray. Oh dearie me!!!
I looked down to the floor below and could see her rushing about, phoned her and told her to stay put. She didn't.
I hung over the balcony and shouted in my best teacher voice, "DON'T MOVE! STAY THERE!!!".
It was so funny as she couldn't work out where the voice was coming from, but she stopped dead! I could see her from above, but she couldn't see me.
Back to customer services again, where I explained that my SIL's husband had died recently and she was really upset and could they help. They were lovely and sent a young man to find security.
My sister in law then turned to me and said, "I think I may have left it in Thornton's, not here!!!!
We did eventually locate the bag and off we went to get the train, in torrential rain. As we hurried for the train, I heard my SIL calling me, I turned and she was standing holding nothing, but the handles of a Primark bag. ? The Primark bag had disintigrated.
I looked down the concourse and there was a trail of clothes behind us. We couldn't stop laughing, that is until we got to the barrier and my ticket wouldn't work. ?
I was trying to use an old ticket from my pocket and had thrown away the correct one!
Once on the train, we couldn't stop laughing. My SIL said it was just like a school trip, (We used to work together) she was supposed to be ensuring I was OK, but I had gone right into teacher mode, taking charge of her!
Her parting words were, "You haven't lost your touch!".
The day was such a tonic for both of us.It was the first day since being in hospital, that I actually felt normal again. I couldn't have done this a few weeks ago.
Enjoy your Saturday, everyone.