Fiona's Quiet Life

Was at a David Bowie trib­ute band tonight some­where in the middle of town, they were called ’ Tigers on Vas­el­ine ’ and were amaz­ingly good.my ears are still ringing. went with them upstairs and a crowd of their friends.

this morn­ing a nice walk around the loch in Strath­clyde park , approx 4 miles i think, and a bowl of lovely soup in their tea room for lunch.

then thought i ought to do some­thing use­ful so i dealt with a few bills.…there are always bills.…..hunted for my travel insur­ance doc­u­ments , that took a while because they were right in front of my nose. this was the second copy i had lost so i pho­to­copied them once i had found them and put cop­ies in my travel case and in my car and odd places like that.

con­tac­ted someone i had fed once a week about 40 years ago when she was an impov­er­ished med­ical stu­dent, hav­ing found her email address on a uni­ver­sity website,she had been given a life­time achieve­ment award, hope she replies.

think i will sleep well tonight with all sorts of exer­cise been done today

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He went off trust­ingly into the car park with a total stranger did the wee boy of about 6 today, all she had to say to him was “have you lost your mummy ? ” and off he went.….….I knew she was an employee of Tesco because i had aler­ted her to the fact there was a child increas­ingly frantic­ally search­ing for his mum .….….what i really want to know is , why was there not an equally frantic par­ent search­ing for him.

That photo is all my rub­bish being taken away in the skip which arrived sur­pris­ingly early this morning…i had to rush out in my dress­ing gown to move the car from the drive­way caus­ing a passing motor­ist to toot cheer­fully as i made a dash for the front door.

Gor­don phoned from Den­mark tonight while i was put­ting an Ikea cof­fee table together, Which one ? asks he . so he got his dan­ish ikea cata­logue and i got my Scot­tish one and they were , apart from the lan­guage, identical so he was able to see pho­tos of the book­case cup­board things i am going to put together next.

My hair is very curly.it is my own fault I was in Basil’s cousin’s hairdress­ing salon.….i had only popped in to say hello.….there were people in there get­ting their hair straightened and i said i had always wanted curly hair. ” right ‚sit there and i will give you a perm” says she and she did. it is dif­fi­cult to make it tidy , people seem to like it but how i am going to make it look good on a camp­ing trip in the grand canyon in the com­pany of dozens of Amer­ican law­yers. that will teach me not to be con­tent. It is an excel­lent perm though.

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Today found me in Edin­burgh sit­ting on the steps of the Scot­tish National Gal­lery wait­ing for my God-daughter Laura we were going to the Andy War­hol exhib­i­tion. I arrived in Edin­burgh early and went to the fam­ous Jenner’s store, i defy any­one not to get lost in that shop, it is labyrinth­ine, but has a nice res­taur­ant with tasty food.

The exhib­i­tion was good , i looked at them and thought, ’ I could do that’ but it is not the work ‚it is in the innov­at­ive ideas that the artistic tal­ent lies.

came home via Lin­lithgow just in case a couple of friends i hadn’t seen for a while were home but they were out , so i came home,

Abi­gail had sent me a ball that lights up and changes col­our, him upstairs and i played catch with it in the dark garden and drove his dogs to a frenzy try­ing to catch it, they did every so often and the sight of a dog speed­ing around the garden try­ing to evade cap­ture with a mouth full of chan­ging col­our light was hilarious.

i was throw­ing out an old cof­fee table with a top made of smoked glass and hexagonal shape.….him upstairs is mak­ing an internal win­dow out of it in his hall way.….sounds odd but it will make a dark hall inter­est­ing and light.

my skip is full and my garden and gar­age tidy.

yes­ter­day Mar­isa and i ordered 3 large book­shelves one cof­fee table and a large rug from Ikea to be delivered tomor­row so it is out with the Allen key and back to con­struct­ing things again. yippee !!

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It was the best fun i have had free for a long time.……the BBC put on a film fest­ival in Glas­gow Green , a large open air venue beside the river Clyde, it star­ted at 14:00. and fin­ished with two huge out­door screens show­ing spider man 3 start­ing at 19:30 and fin­ish­ing at 22:00. i was home by 22:06. the film was just a bit of fun and i wouldn’t have chosen to see it but i enjoyed the daft­ness of sit­ting on slightly damp grass dur­ing occa­sional bouts of drizzle with lots of other Glaswe­gi­ans of all ages watch­ing a big screen . the photo is people watch­ing the film.

there were all sorts of things going on . i watched a buster Keaton silent film while a man played piano all the way through. and i listened to talks by screen writers and dir­ect­ors, there wasn’t a moment in all that time that i was won­der­ing what to do. People were walk­ing around with the most con­vin­cing bloody wounds on their faces, and cyber­man from Dr. Who wandered among the people as if they owned the planet. there was a ’ big band’ play­ing music on the stage that the ‘proms in the park’ used last night , all in all a good day. Basil would have loved the music and the atmo­sphere. i took a photo of a young lady cre­at­ing bubbles and have emailed it to her . she likes it and is for­ward­ing it to her friends.….……If you double click on the pho­tos they get bigger.

should go to bed now as Mar­isa and i are going shop­ping for book­shelves tomorrow.

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I have done it , .gathered papers together for the tax man. done all sorts of small nig­gly wee bits of paper work. writ­ten and pos­ted some let­ters, attached my printer to the com­puter and prin­ted out my ticket for tomor­rows BBC day at Glas­gow green. tidied up all the bits and pieces lying about that i had cleared out of my mother’s house. ordered a skip for the rub­bish which has been accu­mu­lat­ing at the side of the house due to my massive clear out. i feel so much bet­ter now.

well i did feel bet­ter then the last night of the proms star­ted on telly and it was the first time i had watched it alone since meet­ing Basil so i got a bit sad , but for­tu­nately them upstairs were away so i turned up the volume to loud enough to wake the dead and sang along to land of hope and glory and all the other old favourites…still it didn’t seem as good as it used to be.maybe that was just me though.

slept too well last night after all that fresh air so now i am not tired tonight but it is ten minutes to one in the morn­ing so i sup­pose i had bet­ter go to bed.

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