The Morning After

I think the party wound down about 3 a.m. because James said that he woke at about 3.30 and the music had stopped, and he could hear people moving about as if they were getting ready for bed. We had had to barricade our bedroom door earlier because confused teenagers kept wandering into our bedroom! One boy in particular had come in twice and stared at us bemusedly the first time, and then suspiciously the second time, as if he was thinking "Why are they still here?" before drifting back out again. I have no idea how many people slept over, maybe about twenty. James had brought a kettle, coffee, milk and pains au chocolat upstairs so we had breakfast in bed and didn't go downstairs until about ten, when Alasdair was making breakfast of bacon rolls, toast, orange juice, coffee and tea for his friends. The bedroom invading boy gave me a long look as if trying to remember where he had seen me before! I found out from that his name is Iain. Everyone was gone by twelve and we started the clearing up. Alasdair very sensibly played a major part in this clearing up which stopped James from being too annoyed with him. There was no major damage apart from one cracked floor tile where a glass must have been dropped. There was some broken glass and the wooden and tiled floors downstairs were very, very sticky. I spent some time washing them properly because I hate a sticky floor!

The wild weather last night did not seem to have left much of a mark, although sadly a cargo vessel in the Irish Sea had been hit by a giant wave and sank with the loss of five crew. The sea is such a powerful and untameable beast, it must be terrifying to be at its mercy in a storm.

After lunch James and I went for a swim down to Cambuslang Swimming pool; we had a pleasant chat in the sauna and the steam room. And now the weekend is drawing peacefully to its close (to quote Lord Dawson about George V's imminent demise). Our normal Sunday evening routine is Grandma coming round for tea, and watching the Strictly Come Dancing results show with her - although we don't tend to watch the main show on a Saturday! Maybe I will record the Saturday show from now on because by this stage in the competition the standard is very high, and it is always a pleasure to watch. Today we have an extra person for dinner - our Jamie who is home to bring Ally one of his kilts for the Christmas dance season. Grandma will be arriving any minute so I had better finish getting the tea ready.