Another Monday Bank Holiday, yet another day spent in the office. Today is a little more justified as, despite England taking the day off again, it's a rather busy day thus far. Obviously overcomplicated by the fact my predominantly Scottish based clients need prices/consignments ASAP yet I can't make contact with many of the airlines/sealines/etc in order to do so, as they are based primarily in England. A frustrating and mostly futile day in essence.
Yesterday was better though. Although we awoke still reeling slightly from our Saturday night choice of movie ("Rachel Getting Married", a druggy opus essentially about the breakdown of a family after the death of a toddler), the sun shone brightly through the curtains promising a pleasant day, which didn't disappoint. After running the dogs out (a far more pleasant experience than in the height of a Scottish winter) Carole, Luca and I made our way into Aberdeen. We dropped Carole off at the gym and went to Tesco to pick up ingredients for yet another experimental dinner dish to be prepared by me. Luca was fun as always, although he becomes evermore frustrated having to spend the majority of the time sat in the trolley. Although it's a different matter at quiet times, when going to the shops during peak hours it's not advisable to let Luca run free! Indeed this theory was proven as, toward the end of our shop I let him down to walk with me. Unfortunately, although I knew exactly where he was, at one point (due to the number of people in the aisle) he lost sight of me, panicked and started crying "Daddy, Daddy". I had to quickly run to him and pick him up, before spending the next five minutes with his crumpled face buried in my shoulder. He's hugely independent these days, although moments such as this remind you that he is still a little puddin' who needs you for, well, everything.
After finishing and picking Carole up again, Luca and she made their way home while I headed for Pittodrie for Aberdeen's penultimate game of the season against Hibernian, a game which would decide whether we qualified for European competition or not. Thankfully we were successful, with the added bonus that our "bawheid" of a manager was given the push on the same day!
Feeling sorry for him? He was on (allegedly) quarter of a million pounds a year, and will get a nice, fat payoff of about another years pay, and will likely have a new job within weeks. Reckon any of the Woolworths, Post Office, GAP, etc workers who've been laid off during the recession will have received anything like that?
After the game I had the time consuming prospect of catching a bus back to Inverurie from Aberdeen city centre, a unique experience. I think the driver purposely drove us through the roughest areas of Aberdeen simply to make the point that "with no car you're one of the scum now son!"
I got home and cracked on with the list of jobs to be done, as Liz was arriving up from Lincoln that same evening and our house had that familiar "lazy weekend" look to it. Carole had cleared the worst of it, and made her way (with Luca) into Aberdeen early evening to bring her up from the train station. Luca was obviously delighted to see Grandma, and even as they returned home gave me a disdainful look before pushing me away and saying "No Daddy, go away, Grandma help".
As such, I continued with my experimental venison dish while Grandma and Grandson became reacquainted. It turned out OK, although the excessive and copious volumes of red wine and hot curry powder I'd "liberally" added during cooking caused many an involuntary burp and fart from Carole and myself as the evening commenced. I would say Liz was taken aback by such crude noises, but due to the fact we'd been pouring alcohol down her neck since she arrived likely meant she didn't even notice......
As the weather is good again today, Carole and Liz are likely making the most of it outside with Luca - fingers crossed by tonight I'll be able to provide many a (blurry) photograph.
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