Good morning all from a cloudy Glasgow, where it is 14°C, with rain forecast.
Fingers crossed for Iris and Susan, I hope your grandchildren feel better today. It is not easy looking after unwell grandchildren, when we are unwell ourselves.
Most of yesterday was spent setting up for our parish fête, I crawled into bed last night.
I am running the wheel of Fortune and have over the years, perfected a foolproof way to prevent people saying they had won, using tickets from a previous spin.
The tickets took hours to make and I hid my bag, full of posters, tape scissors etc in what I thought was a safe place.
I went back later to find they were missing.😱 Panic ensued.
It turned out, that stall holders had helped themselves to them and my shoebox of tickets ( despite being labelled) ended up on the bric a brac stall!!🤣
The teamwork was amazing, lots of unexpected volunteers turned up to help,
Unfortunately, due to the weather, we have had to move some stalls inside. I was really anxious about spending three hours in the rain. However, I pulled rank and and commissioned a large side room for the Wheel. It was handbags at dawn, fighting with the toy stall holders !! 😉
Who are friends of mine,
The fête finishes at 2pm, then I have to open up the church at 3pm for Vigil Mass, I will be on my knees by tonight, so a takeaway beckons.
I thought I was doing well, covering up how unwell I am.
However, I was puzzled, when people asked if I was OK. I saw myself in the mirror and did not recognise the old lady, who was staring back at me! 😱
My sister in law's friend asked me to pick her up. Whilst waiting for her, a parishioner in her nineties and still comes to Mass came out of a house, that was another ten minutes of chatting.
Then a former pupil, whom I taught, as well as his child, came out of his mother's house. On asking how his family were, I was stunned to hear that his marriage had broken up, he was living with his mother and had resigned from his teaching post in Dollie's school.
I had no idea how to respond to that.
On the journey to church, my SIL's friend, informed me that SIL's behaviour was becoming bizarre. She has fallen out with everyone, including her family and the parishioners in her church.
She is such a troubled soul. 😪 the news has left me very unsettled.
Anyway, I need to go. The stallholders are all at early Mass (with the exception of me), followed by breakfast. I take hours to get going in the morning!!
I wish you all a pleasant day and best wishes to all, including the FGT's, who are struggling.💕
PS. Sally, I have Cheshire Oaks envy! 💚