Tuesday, September 30, 2014

time-travelling tuesday (part 21)


Stovies!  We always had them with beetroot and oatcakes too, but I never realised that was a "thing".  I think I might make stovies tonight.  Yum.  Once I made stovies before a dance class and everyone I danced with complained they could smell soup.  How embarrassing...

6th June 1988
Went to beach in Cullen because it is very very hot.

7th June 1988
Extra dancing.  Singing today.

8th June 1988
Granny Arrived Today.  I Meant Tonight.  Islay Granny not Huntly Granny.

9th June 1988
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10th June 1988 Julia coming over/Stovie Dance
Today Kerry got a brace (of pheasants).

[Comedy genius at the age of 8.  Wow.]

11th June 1988 Dad's birthday
Today I went to see Barry and Mark and Mathew.  I went with Huntly Granny.

12th June 1988
Went to church.  Won pound.  Very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very hot.

[I wonder what I won the pound for...]

Sunday, September 28, 2014

comets and co

I am loving this website of pictures of comets, meteorites and shooting stars in chronological order.  Beautiful.

Saturday, September 27, 2014

dildo noise

I'm working this weekend and churlishly resenting it, but there are upsides to my work.  This morning I found this scribbled note left lying on my desk -  a record of a typical working day in the life of a subtitler and the things we have to think about.  Yes, that does read "dildo noise"...

Thursday, September 25, 2014

no (no! no! no!)

 I haven't been around the old blog much lately even though I feel like so much has been going on.  Of course, the biggest news in Scotland is last week's referendum.  I know I had been quite public about my yes stance, but I had no idea how much I had wanted independence until we didn't get it.  Honestly, I've been absolutely gutted all week.  What a wasted opportunity.  I keep imagining this parallel universe where the vote went the other way and every day that inaccessible parallel universe keeps moving further and further away from the real universe, getting better and better and better.  Gah, I guess it was not to be.  Look at wee Dulcie up there.  I'm so mad on her behalf, not at individuals who voted no for reasons they really believed were good, but at people who were sucked in or scared or stuck in their ways (or, while we're on an S theme, sectarian).
The atmosphere on the day of the vote was so positive and buzzy and amazing and it really felt like something good was going to happen.  Look how hopeful we were back then.  Sigh...

I guess we all just have to pick ourselves up and move on and think of the positives, of which there are some.  The run-up to the vote got nearly everyone thinking and talking and engaging in ways they never really had before, myself included.  I'm hoping that won't stop now and that maybe we'll all feel change is possible and worth striving for, that we'll be willing and able to protest if things in the UK go in directions we feel are wrong.  It's not everything I hoped for, but hopefully it will be better than it would have been had we not had the referendum at all.  I guess there are other parallel universes worse than the real one, as well as the one that's so much better.  Onwards and upwards?

Anyway, other than the referendum, September has mostly involved germs - multiple stomach bugs, one of them seriously hardcore and more public than I would have liked (picture me covered in Dulcie's vomit two miles from home one day, puking my own guts up at a bus stop the next) as well as a pesky cold that is lingering on almost a month after the fact.  It's been one of those spells where you lose all your mojo and routines, forget how you normally live and have empty cupboards and a messy house and a general lack of get-up-and-go.  I haven't been swimming in ages (stomach bugs and swimming pools do not mix) and am way behind in my Channel challenge, but am hoping to rectify that soon.  We've had lots of visitors (from Graham's side of the family), been to Berlin (amazing, but more on that in a separate post) and spent almost all our free time in soft play at Dulcie's request.  I've been taking driving lessons and discovering that nine years away from the wheel is not long enough to forget how to drive - hooray!

So, I think that takes us kind of up to date.  Hopefully I'll be back in the bloggy game (and all the other day-to-day games) from now on.

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

time-travelling tuesday (part 20)

As far as I know, Kerry did not get her hair cut in Asda on June 3rd, but I googled "Asda Dyce 1988" and found this on the first page of images, weirdly!

30th May 1988
Went swimming.  Lyndsey and I made a play.

31st May 1988
Today I wrote about snails.  I went over to Julias house.

was was e OR run run 1st June 1988
Today I was outside playing because it was very hot.

2nd June 1988
Today I woke up as usual got washed and dressed as usual went downstairs and had breakfast as usual.  Then I went to school as usual.  At school I worked as usual made a pom-pom not usual.  In the afternoon we sang with the big ones not as usual.  When I got home I made a spiders web not as usual.  Tonight I went to Rosalynde's birthday party at the Station Hotel.  [I imagine this was not usual, but I don't specify!]

3rd June 1988
I am brainy, I am brainy, I am brainy all the time.  Today we went to Asda.  Kerry got her hair cut again.
THE
END.

4th June 1988
I made a jumping spider.
[There's a picture drawn on this day.  It might be a person in a bed with two blobs floating above them, I'm not exactly sure.]

5th June 1988
I was outside playing all day.  I did not go to church today because mum and dad did not want to go today.  It was very hot today.  I was wearing my cat socks that yuckypoo Garry Niccol gave me.  Islay granny is coming for a week but papa isn't.  I invited Julia over to play.  Her hair is very nice.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

time-travelling tuesday (part 19)


I know I have one somewhere, but I can't lay my hands on a picture of poor Percy right now.  Here's a picture of a GOAL KEEPER (GK) netball vest instead.  I was so excited to play on the netball team - my only ever sporting achievement experience.  Despite the relatively few words this week, there are lots of things here that have stayed as very strong memories to me.

23rd May 1988
I didn't want to go swimming today so I didn't go.

24th May 1988
Today I got singing with the big ones.  I am one of one Joseph's brothers.  Maybey.  Maybe.

[THE DATE IS SCRIBBLED OUT CENSOR STYLE]
Today is the twenty fifth of May as Rigadon would say.  Emma and I were are netball substatutes.  Julia came over to play we played witches.

26th May 1988
Today I went to brownies.  Mr Scott was babysitting Kerry and I.

27th May 1988
Today I went to the netball tourniment tournament.  Emma and I were both put on for the last game.  I was GOAL KEEPER (GK).  Emma was WING DEFENCE (WD).  In my beetle story Lyndsey got squashed.  In Garry's story Mr Scott gets squashed.
THE END.

28th May 1988 Mum and dad are stupid.
                                                  1 Percy
                                                  2           was
                                                  3                  run
                                                  4                       over.
                                                  5 He die
                                                  6       died
                                                  7              straight
                                                  8                         away.
                                                  9 It
                                                  10  is
                                                  11     a
                                                  12        lovely
                                                  13                 day.
                                                  14 I
                                                  15   got
                                                  16        a
                                                  17           mouse
                                                  18 with lavender in it.

29th May 1988
KERRY and I were bored so we went on a bike ride.  Mum was going to come but she discovered she had a flat tyre.  Well she had a puncher really.  We went up to the mudheaps.  The hill is quite steep so we had to walk up and we went down very quickly.  In the morning we went to church.  I made a picture with sticky shapes.  Granny and Frances came to visit us.  They stayed from 2.00 until 5.00.

Thursday, September 11, 2014

freebies!

Have you noticed how shops are going wild for reward cards and for giving rewards that customers might actually want?  I signed up for a Paperchase Treat Me card this week.  As well as various benefits online and 15% off your first purchase, you get £10 to spend on your birthday (what a treat!) and a free coffee every week, or at least you do in the Glasgow store, where the coffee is delicious.  What's not to love about that?
 Moments after signing up for this card in Paperchase, I went to John Lewis to claim my once-monthly free hot drink AND CAKE, courtesy of my new John Lewis card.  I went for hot chocolate (controversial) and victoria sponge (yum) this time, which should have cost £5.85 apparently, but cost me absolutely nothing, nada, zilcho.

My Waitrose loyalty card (separate from the John Lewis card for some reason) gives me a free tea or coffee every single day.  With these three cards combined, I could be getting approximately 36 coffees and one cake each month for free!

Oh, I do love freebies.  And coffee and cake.

EDITED TO ADD:  I forgot about our IKEA family card!  My free coffee supply is pretty much limitless, certainly more caffeine than my body can handle :)