I managed to set up a sewer-phone line to P and SM by lifting a manhole cover in the street.
We discussed by drain the death of Durham University undergraduate KF, and how we would deal with her parents later in the week.
I managed to set up a sewer-phone line to P and SM by lifting a manhole cover in the street.
We discussed by drain the death of Durham University undergraduate KF, and how we would deal with her parents later in the week.
We developed a new income stream: pick-pocketing London Tube passengers as they travelled up and down the escalators.
The football apprentices were housed in a derelict farm building and we were standing on a farm gate staring in at their sad little faces. Then their manager Jose Mourinho turned up and demanded that they perform impromptu pedicures on me and my companion. I felt humiliated for myself and the footballers. If only I’d shaved my toes!
I lost all sense of urgency to catch a train from Birmingham New Street to London, knowing that another would be along in fifteen minutes. What I failed to appreciate was that I had to reach the capital by a certain time in order to catch the connecting service to Edinburgh.
In the end I left it far too late and my only option for heading home now was in a Lomax with DMcL.
I fancied myself as a fine art dealer, so I angled for a part-time position working in an antiques emporium run by my hairdresser.
The timing of the AGM at midnight assumed that all participants were also delegates at the conference with overnight accommodation booked in Glasgow.
This was not the case for me and CW. We had travelled over from Edinburgh for the meeting only, so now we were stuck in Glasgow with nowhere to stay at a time of night when no trains were running. I suggested that we cross the motorway and see if any of the budget hotels on the other side of town happened to have a room for us.
When we walked out into the plaza I noticed a group of middle-aged women. As we neared them I realised that I knew them all. Here were the T twins, RF, JS and a whole load of others from my year group at school. Best of all, JP (now JC) was with them. I quickly confirmed that they had hotel rooms for the night and booked my spot in JC’s bed. It sounded like there would also be room there for CW too.
In the scorching heat at a family picnic JMH and JLR sat on the car bonnet and smoked spliffs. Meanwhile FDS played in the sunshine and I sheltered in the shade.
We returned home by tram along the yellow painted roller-coaster tracks that led down the from Pentlands hills towards the Firth of Forth, just past Edinburgh airport.
I had never travelled on so fast a train before. Its speed was nearer 150mph than 125. It didn’t even slow for the stations, but instead whipped past the platforms in a terrifying haste.
The train only slowed when it reached the Midlands canal basin. Here TPR had the bright idea of disembarking for a short while so that we could play on the boats that bobbed in the water. GW joined us, tugging his very own dinghy behind him.
We immediately regretted our decision when the train started up again and left us stranded in the canal. There was no way that we could row fast enough to catch up with it, and we were now sure to miss all our appointments in London.
I was telling my sister an elaborate tale of undergraduate risk (how could I ever have been so stupid?) as we approached the beautiful Italian swimming pool.
I was not tempted to take a dip – it was far too cold – but when my mother bravely dropped into the water, my sister followed.
TPR booked an unheated cave for our summer holiday in the far north of Scotland. Although compact, its floor-space was still greater than our first house in Birmingham. Red curtains at the ‘door way’ mouth provided adequate privacy.
When my second husband – BB – joined us for the weekend, we made an outing to Edinburgh Zoo. On arrival we noticed that some of the dog-goats had escaped their entrance enclosure. Then I remembered that SM had warned us about this – on Saturdays the animals are allowed to roam free, with all visitors warned that they enter the zoo at their own peril.