Helicopter Sunday

Yesterday James and David went to the Rush concert with Neil and Stuart; they played all the old favourites very loudly and they all enjoyed it. David is now officially a Rush fan. Bit of a drama when they realised at the station that they had forgotten their tickets and had to run back to the house - Jamie, Ally and I were in the car and had to turn back to give them a lift back to the station, luckily they still caught their train - just! The reason that the rest of us were in the car was that we were on the way over to see Heather and Ewan. We had a nice chat, were invited to stay for a curry, and ended up staying to watch some of the Eurovision Song Contest with them! I love Eurovision and watch it every year, I don't know why I like it so much - nostalgia perhaps because I have watched it since the 1970's, and I like discussing all the quirky European entries and deciding which should win, and I like how biased all the countries are in their voting, although this isn't so marked as it used to be, it's all part of the fun. We left after the truly amazing Moldovan entry and got home in plenty of time to see the end. This year's winner was Azerbaijan, they were ok but my favourites were the weird jazzy entry by Italy and a lovely tune by Iceland. Today I had a nice lie in, and James brought me breakfast in bed, then we went for a walk round Cambuslang. We went through the public park; it must be years since I have been there although I used to go a lot when the children were younger. Large swathes of it have been cleared and it looks as if some landscaping is going on. It could be a lovely park if it was properly landscaped and maintained. Jamie is doing an SSC on the pathology of violence; he spent the afternoon working on an essay about a knife crime, he had to determine whether the weapon found near the scene was the one which was used for the crime. He wouldn't let me look at it because it's very graphic and confidential. It sounds really interesting. James, Ally and Davie watched the Rangers v Kilmarnock game, which was very important because if Rangers won it they would have won the league. I came into the living room shortly after the match started to find scenes of jubilation; all three of them were shouting and dancing and stamping their feet! Rangers had already scored three goals in the first five and a half minutes! The final score was five-one and the league cup was flown to Kilmarnock where it was presented to Rangers amidst much celebration, which was mirrored in our living room!