Fiona's Quiet Life

One would think that as i know this tem­er­at­ure i am spik­ing is caused by stress that it would dis­ap­pear once i had worked it out.….….….not so.
this one must be brought on by the visit to the cemetry as it is just like it was two yeas ago and what it was like when he had vari­ous life threat­en­ing oper­a­tions.
i have spiked thes very high fevers all my life, my father a doc­tor had it all invest­ig­ated and came to the con­clu­sion that it was atten­tion seek­ing, we would attend Gren­ham House school sports days where, my brother was a boarder,he would be run­ning abour being athletic.….yes even at 9 yrs old.….…an i would be semi comatose under a tree caus­ing con­sterna­tion amongst the other parents.….….…i have sur­vived thus far so it was prob­ably all right.
mean­while i am burn­ing up , which is a nuis­ance as i have things to do.
but before it got too bad i spent a lovely couple of days in lon­don at the lang­don school char­ity din­ner , then a couple of days in chip­pen­ham as young Aiden has reached the great age of 5.
can’t write more.

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tonight , grand­sons Peter, Cameron him upstairs and i went to Irvine to see Brai­n­iac live..it was good fun and you needed young people with you
.….….…the best laugh of the night was when i
 said to Peter “did Aunty Nic­ola know who was on the phone ?” and he said he 
had intro­duced him­self as wee Pete.….… as he seems to be about 6ft and had a deep deep voice ‚ 
him upstairs and i went into hoots of laughter. Peter was phoning her to let her know brai­n­iac was going to be in Bris­tol in march as they had been want­ing to go.

Brai­n­iac was good ‚vaguely pan­to­mime– ish and hav­ing seen it we thought Nic might enjoy it 
bet­ter in the com­pany of the boys when they are about 6 or 7, i.e little 
sci­ence and a lot of bangs, good fun though.
.….……

hav­ing totally got the time it would take us to get there ..well i thought snow might be a problem.…..we arrived very early so we went in search of the Irvine dragon,and had good fun sand dune surf­ing.….…… jolly cold though. then we ate fish and chips out of paper in the car.….…we could have sat in the fish res­taur­ant­but it was fun to do it like that.…all part of the evening

This morn­ing Cameron and i went up to the cemetery to say hello to Him­self .….…it was two years ago today he died.….……he is far from forgotten

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Cameron and i have been hav­ing a great time tonight, first we played wii fit , then we watched mamma Mia and lastly we have been put­ting lots of pho­tos on DVDs with music and effects and everything.….…..he taught me to do it all in a mat­ter of minutes.….…i may stay up all night doing more of them.….….….well per­haps not as his mother may be read­ing this.

tried to upload first wee video but it was too big.….….ah well back to the draw­ing board.

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the whole coun­try seems to be at a stand­still because of the snow, except my wee bit of glas­gow where there is only about 2 cm, even the salsa class was cancelled .

do not be wor­ried , i have not become addicted to the auc­tion site ), hav­ing watched a cam­era go up a penny at a time all day i decided it was even less excit­ing than watch­ing paint dry. wish i had inven­ted the site though, they must make a huge amount on each item.

had a nice lunch out today with two people called Myer Solomon and one called Rosalyn

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tomb with a view

Damb fine cus­tard tart served in Tinder­box , Ingram street.…..but to get to it first i had to meet up with sev­eral mem­bers of queens park cam­era club at dusk then walk up into the Glas­gow Necropolis.……a place of great spooki­ness after dark and often seen in Tag­gart epis­odes accom­pan­ied by the line. ” therrs been a mur­rdurr surr “.

it will be inter­est­ing to see what dif­fer­ent pic­tures we all took, heav­ens knows what the people wan­der­ing about .….…..yet there were people wandering.…among the tomb­stones, thought we were up to. some­times we draw a small crowd think­ing we are paparazzi and that some­body fam­ous is going to appear, only to be dis­a­poin­ted when we all nip into the nearest cofee shop for cof­fee and cake.

it was cold and i thought my hands would freeze and one o the guys ofered me his gloves which was kind but i dont like gloves and my hands were soon warm and pink, prob­ably due to all the excer­size clam­ber­ing up and down among the tombs.

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