Saturday, July 23, 2005

Please do not roll down the hill...

Up later than normal today after last night's late night drinking. A bit overcast but still the makings of a good day weatherwise and we couldn't have wished for any better surroundings than those at Glen Esk.

I cycled to the next cottage in the Glen. My first real exercise for a few weeks - I was knackered. It can't have been any more than about half a mile there and back...

John had driven back down to Dunfermline to get his kids, so Ali, Anne and I enjoyed a leisurely breakfast together followed by a discussion about life, the universe and everything and the fact that, since Anne and I have no kids, all our stuff will probably end up in a charity shop somewhere....which was nice...but won't matter cos we'll be dead...

John arrived back around 11 with his 10 year old twins, Joseph and Olivia, a couple of nice polite kids. While they watched something called "Sponge Bob" on the TV, the adults lunched in the garden, the sun now having come out especially to burn my baldy head....

After lunch, John's elder son and his son and his girlfriend arrived and there was much oohing and aahing re the baby while Joseph and Olivia played at rolling down the hill.

I wanted to do this too but was counselled against it by the other adults in the group due to the possibility of injury when an overweight middle-aged man rolls down a hill like a child....

At 2 we bade farewell to our excellent hosts headed home, driving a little slower than on the way up and listening to last Sunday's demo version of "Deeperdown" as we went....twice....it was quite good actually...hit after hit...

We had a couple of hours in the house during which I did some e-mailing (CBQ offered another festival gig - this time at the Left Bank but on 8 August so I've asked to postpone slightly to allow for Jamie's holidays) and surfing...

Then I attempted (but failed...) to burn a CD of the last Creek session for Count Brodski as we were off to meet him and Penny for a meal at Bell's Diner...

I was driving not drinking while the rest partook of Gin, Wine and Beer. A good time was had by all and, for our first time out with Penny it all went rather well - although Alan hadn't seemed to mention to her that he was still in a group with me....ok so we only play once or so a year but, hey, we're still "together"...

I'm contemplating trying to recovene the six man CBQ line up for the festival but it may prove too difficult at such short notice...it's likely we'll be a trio of me, Jamie and Andy Wilson on keyboards...

Back home at eleven and, as arranged via texts from Italy, Anne's old chum Sandra and her boyfriend Stewart are already waiting at the back door having just flown into Edinburgh from Naples.

No more drinking though, other than tea/coffee, as we chat till one and then it's off to bed...

A bit of a busy day...

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