Salty blueberries

I had such a lovely long lie in bed this morning, which felt even sweeter because of my reduced amount of sleep during the residential trip the night before. My colleagues and I sat up until 11.30 until all was quiet from our pupils, and I read my book in my room until 1.30 a.m. while listening for noises from the corridor, occasionally popping out to check that all was well. At about a quarter past one I heard stealthy footsteps outside my door, so I leaped into the corridor only to find that it was the lovely course leader who was doing a final night time patrol! However when I did get to sleep I slept very well, probably due to the sea air! Although they had had a longer sleep than me, my colleagues looked a bit tired, as did some of the pupils! The kitchen staff at the centre very kindly made me some porridge for breakfast and I sprinkled it liberally with the blueberries I had brought with me (this is what I have for breakfast every morning). However I didn't realise until it was too late that the porridge was made with salt, and the salt and blueberries made a strange and unpleasant taste combination! I ate it anyway.
I did feel a bit tired as I drove back to school in the morning; my sat nav directed me on a very countrified way on B roads past farms and through small villages so it was quite a pleasant drive.
In the evening I was hosting book club. There were five of us and we discussed "The Marrying of Chani Kaufman" which we had all thoroughly enjoyed. It led on to a wider discussion about Jewish traditions and the Glasgow Jewish community, it was a really interesting evening. And as usual I got lots of great recommendations from my friends about films and plays to see as well as books to read. How I do enjoy book club.
This morning the news was full of the tragic news about the helicopter crash last night at the Clutha Vaults, at time of writing eight people have died; the three in the helicopter and five in the pub. The helicopter crashed right onto the roof, part of which then collapsed. James was on a night out in Glasgow at the time fairly nearby but he heard no emergency vehicles and didn't find out about it until he got home. Very sad news.
HMS Discovery had an open day today at King George V dock so David, James and I went along. It was a fascinating tour and the crew were very friendly, letting me handle their machine guns and dress up in army clothes. With hindsight this may have been more intended for the children who were visiting but I had a great time!