The missing suitcase

After my adventures in Buckinghamshire, I had a quiet day on Thursday. Jamie dropped me at Kingsgate retail park on his way to meet up with Chris about wedding stuff. After a pleasant coffee in Marks and Spencers I walked home, by a circuitous route of about 6 km. I decided to use the right of way through the golf course but I took a wrong turn and ended up crossing various fairways while waving apologetically at the golfers that I met. There were quite a few of them and only one was irascible, waving me out of his way angrily as I scooted past him.
James, Jamie and I met up with Ewan, Heather and Andrew in the evening for a tasty curry at our old favourite, Dakhin. Alasdair joined us straight from work. To my surprise the young ones (with the exception of the very cosmopolitan Alasdair!) had never tasted dosas before. I’m glad to say that they demonstrated great enthusiasm for South Indian food! We had arranged the meal because Jamie was very keen to meet up with Heather and Ewan and family (unfortunately Jennifer was about to go on holiday so couldn’t be there) during his trip home, and it was a very pleasant occasion full of chat and laughter.
Today (Friday) James and I set off for our hill-walking club weekend in Ullapool. We arrived in the early afternoon after a four hour drive and went for a walk. It wasn’t until we went to check into our hotel at 4 p.m. that we discovered that we hadn’t put our suitcase into the car. Disaster! It contained everything that we needed for the weekend. After a brief discussion James decided that the only solution was for him to drive back to Glasgow to fetch it. He insisted on going by himself even though I was worried that he might fall asleep at the wheel; he felt that there was no point in both of us going and he was keen to get the trip over with so he set off at 4.30 p.m.
I met up with our fellow hill-walkers and went out for dinner with them. It was a good evening but I was worried about James. However he has just arrived back safely at half past midnight! It took him just under eight hours to do the round trip; luckily the traffic was light , especially on the way back up. The weekend can now start properly!