A Return (Caution, this post is parentheses heavy!).

So I am back in the south, after another lovely visit home. I love heading back to Scotland, and this time was especially awesome as I got to see so many of the people I love over the fortnight, and have such great catch ups and good chats. Lord bless the internet and post and mobile phones and all, but there is something to be said for sitting down with a cup of tea, or a can of diet coke, or a glass of wine, and just chatting and seeing where the convo ends up. I’ve seen and met lots of things on this visit too – new flats, new babies, new cars. This means I’m as broody as ever for babies (heh, I’ve been broody since I was 16, so I can totally deal with that ;)), but have a new found broody streak for houses and flats! Luckily, as a single person on a teachers wage, for the next few years all I *can* do is dream about property. Sigh. I have discovered a new fascination with estate agents’ window displays though…

So Thursday was the first day of driving, down from home to Glasgow. One of the true delights of the A9 route has to be Ballanluig service station café (yeah, the healthkick totally suffered over this break home. Guess who’s going to the gym in a wee while?). South of Pitlochry, north of Perth, and a bit of a legend. Best bacon rolls in Scotland, and that perfect 100-odd miles from home rest stop for travelling Forresians! Then down to Glasgow for a visit with Laura and Garry. They are genuinely adorable, and I’ve known them for quite a while – I was at the party almost five years ago when they first hooked up! Garry wasn’t well, so Laura and I went out for tapas and wine and cocktails. It was great, and we really got our chat on. Laura and I always get down to the nitty-gritty of chat, whether we haven’t seen each other for days or years. I’m so glad we got a chance to catch up :-).

Friday was back in to the little green car of fun and on the road again, this time to Kilmarnock, to pop in and see my old friend Morag and her new baby, Alexis. Morag and I roomed together for three out of four years of uni, and she’s such a cool chick. She also knows way too much about me! The last time I’d seen her was almost three years ago, when she married the lovely Scott (beautiful wedding. I cried, ooooh, about seven times in that service?). So I was overdue a visit (plus I wanted to meet the newbie!), and had a lovely cuppa and a chat and a cuddle with the wee one (who is totally precious! That strange sound Friday? Was probably my ovaries!). And then a seven-hour drive home!

Saturday was Sophie’s wedding, which was nice. Sophie looked beautiful and the service was very touching (I only welled up twice this time. I’m getting so tough in my old age!) and everyone looked gorgeous. I then managed to run the “when are you getting married?” gauntlet very well, I feel, without losing my temper at all (I never really do on this question, as I find it more diverting than anything else!), and with plenty of comedy. This question from strangers always amuses me (actual introduction from an older blokie yesterday? “Hello. My name’s Bob. So, when’s it your turn, eh?” I was then impressed with his recovery, which seemed to revolve vaguely around the plot of the new movie ’27 dresses’, which I haven’t seen yet, but Bobo had, and he assured me “it all turns out well in the end”. So that’s good to know ;).), and when it’s acquaintances or colleagues I just feel like saying “Oh, next week!”. Because obviously I’m hiding a fiancé (and an engagement ring) somewhere, just for banter. Imagine me rolling my eyes at this point. But I know it’s just them being interested and wanting the best for me. Isn’t it?

And now it’s Sunday and I am lying in bed typing this, observing the carnage that is my flat. I need to spring clean, stat, before the clutter starts actually attacking me. So as much as I’d love to lie here, blogging in bed, drinking coffee, it’s definitely time to get moving – gym, emails and grocery shopping, then spring-cleaning beckon. Glamour, thy name is Claire…

Hope you are all having a lovely weekend!



PS We have snow. It’s fab! And no doubt will be gone by tomorrow…


  1. Pink
    6th April 2008 / 2:39 pm

    I dunno if we had snow…I may have slept through it but it seems lots of London got it!Sounds like you had a wonderful time…am glad to hear itxxpinks

  2. Stephen
    6th April 2008 / 3:22 pm

    So when…? (JUST kidding!) Have a great weekend!

  3. Pink
    6th April 2008 / 4:29 pm

    you’ve been tagged for a meme over at mine.I need to clean too…am still sitting blogging on the sofaxxpinks

  4. Tinsie
    6th April 2008 / 5:17 pm

    That’s a great post. Very entertaining :-)I totally understand property envy, too!

  5. JLee
    6th April 2008 / 9:46 pm

    Sounds like a great visit! When people ask you about the marriage thing, just tell them you are a lesbian. 😉

  6. Christielli
    6th April 2008 / 11:09 pm

    Glad that you had a great trip home. I also love reconnecting with people *in person*. :)Good luck with the spring cleaning. I also have to that. 🙁

  7. Wiwille
    7th April 2008 / 1:11 am

    I hate getting the “when are you getting married” question now, but you learn better tricks to ward them off.I never told anyone I’m gay or anyting. Maybe I should start.

  8. Riot Kitty
    7th April 2008 / 3:52 am

    I’m jealous! I want to go have a weekend in Scotland…You remember that line from Bridget Jones – when the smug marrieds asked why “so many young women your age are still single” – and she replied, “It’s because we all have scales underneath our clothing.” I’d try that one. Seriously – I hate it when people do stuff like that. Mind your own biz, people! How many unhappily married couples are out there? What’s the divorce rate, hmm?BTW, I’m putting a link to your blog up on my blog 🙂

  9. Sacred Suzie
    7th April 2008 / 12:39 pm

    Weddings are always emotional in some way or other. How odd that people pressure others to get married, I don’t really understand that. Sometimes I’m surprised I followed the tradition myself, not that I regret it, just that I’m not very traditional. We got married when people stopped asking us when we were going to get married, LOL. We were in no rush.Sorry to hear about the snow, we had a storm on Friday. Hopefully it’s gone for good this time!

  10. Jon
    7th April 2008 / 1:36 pm

    Sounds like a great weekend. Don’t worry though, I still cry at weddings (and my sister is getting married in six weeks).

  11. Cheeky
    7th April 2008 / 3:42 pm

    Sounds like at great visit!Bunco – is a dice game that I play with the neighborhood laidies once a month until summer

  12. Mike
    7th April 2008 / 4:19 pm

    You should come teach in Canada.They get like 60 g’s a year and one hell of a pension, as well as two or three months off a year.Also, they whine a lot, and for some reason we shut them up with more money.You could definitely afford a flat, whatever that is!

  13. mermaid musings
    7th April 2008 / 5:37 pm

    Well… there are some other questions, like for me is, is that your only child??? but oh well!I am so glad to read of your trip and the rest of the comments and… did you get into the spring cleaning or did you just stay in bed browsing the web? the second happened to me often, LOL 😉

  14. Miss Ash
    7th April 2008 / 5:46 pm

    Sounds like a lovely time, and great that you could attend the wedding while you were home. I loved that part in 27 Dresses, if I only had the guts to say something so bold 🙂

  15. Mattbear
    7th April 2008 / 6:12 pm

    I always got aggressive with the “When are you getting married” questioners at weddings. My responses started at “When hell freezes over” and got meaner from there. When the garter-throwing thing happened, someone would always push me up there and I would just stand in the back with my hands in my pockets.And now I’m married. Life takes weird turns.While we were staying in a hotel room for our anniversary, my wife made me watch that movie “27 Dresses”. It actually had a few funny lines, but it’s definitely a chick flick.

  16. Cheryl
    8th April 2008 / 1:41 am

    I wan property too. Sigh. Hope you enjoyed the snow while it lasted. I myself am snowed out.

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