Fiona's Quiet Life

Had such fun yes­ter­day that i was up at the crack of 10a.m. .……well it is Sunday.….…..to get to the open­ing this morn­ing, it was another beau­ti­ful day, this is not usual for the glas­gow fair hol­i­day, any­way, this time i got up the tower, even though i was early i still had to queue for 45 minutes but it was worth it, strangely i felt a little scared on the way up in the glass lift but once up in the view­ing plat­form i was enjoy­ing it hugely, being able to see for miles in all dir­ec­tion, Ben Lomond looked spec­tac­u­lar.
also vis­ited the tall ship and won a can of Iron bru in a raffle which i drank in the ‘sharp ’ end of the boat.
watched speed­boat racing and the res­cue of one racer, the res­cue was done very care­fully with a float­ing stretcher and a neck brace just in case.
then i sponsored a duck.
went home for after­noon tea as i had done it all but went back at 5 p.m. for the duck race.….…..so they launch ten thou­sand little yel­low plastic ducks into the Clyde.….….…the clyde is tidal.……the ducks set off in the wrong dir­ec­tion.
it was a grand day.….…..don’t know where my duck got to in the race , but they were all scooped up by large men in boats with big nets , a sight i found very funny.
then i was ser­en­aded by Chinese Elvis and came home

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