Yesterday Grandma and I made a change from Escape to the Country by watching the Commonwealth Service at Westminster Abbey in the afternoon. We both like a bit of Royalty and it was fun looking at all the splendid outfits, and the music was good too. Grandma cracked me up by turning to me as a very posh looking lady walked up the aisle wearing a cloche hat, and commented “I wonder who told her that a hat like that suited her?” In other Grandma news, the physiotherapists are very pleased with the continued improvements in her mobility and she works so hard at her walking, she is a star.
The weather is wild at the moment and as I type, Storm Gareth is whirling around the house. James has had a trying day. He has been working in Warwick for the last two days, and had booked the 3.30 p.m. fight home today; he was looking forward to going to the Rangers vs Aberdeen football match with Ally this evening. But when he arrived at Birmingham Airport he found that not only had his flight been cancelled, the next flight at 5 p.m. was fully booked. Faced with a choice between an 8.55 p.m. flight to Glasgow or a 5 p.m. flight to Edinburgh, he chose the latter. However he then had to get a bus from Edinburgh Airport to Glasgow and another bus for the centre of Glasgow to the airport, where the car was parked. Needless to say, there was no chance that he could get to the football match so Ally invited Sandy instead. It’s now 9 p.m. and he should be arriving home in a few minutes. I had better go and put the kettle on.
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