well I did say there wouldn't be another post before last Thursday, so to that extent I was right....
We've been really busy recently, so here's a quick whistle stop tour.
First up was our trip to North Yorkshire to celebrate our friend C's 90th birthday. C is a member of the group of Dorothy Dunnett readers who used to meet regularly in Leeds, or Lincoln. Amazing to think we have known one another for over 40 years. Doesn't seem possible. I am the baby of the group, but I was pleased to see that the others were all hale and hearty despite being older, and in some cases, considerably older than me. We have all slowed down but they are all still lively minded and engaged with life which is heartening.
Because of the distance involved, we had opted to drive down the day before, stay overnight in the hotel where the celebration lunch was being held and then drive back after that in the late afternoon. This worked well, certainly better than it would had we not moved, as the weather was so bad that the ferries were all disrupted. So glad we don't have to factor that sort of thing into our plans anymore.
We arrived in the late afternoon and had a lovely room which was cosy-warm and the bed was extremely comfortable.

It was a very nice place altogether and the food was lovely. I won't post pictures of the event as a) readers won't know anyone on them except me and b) it would be an invasion of the others privacy ( although I don't think they'd care, although you never know) but we all had a good time. We get together so seldom that it was so nice just for us all, bar one, who was poorly, to be together. Lots to catch up on. C had asked for no presents but we had organised a collection and donated the money to a charity in her name which she was pleased about.
So down to Yorkshire on Tuesday, back to Alloa on Wednesday. I had had Thursday free but just before we left for our trip south a friend had asked if I would like to go to a Society of Arts talk in Stirling with her ( on Charles Dickens and his evolving ideas about/influence on Christmas celebrations) and then have lunch with her and two friends. The talk was very interesting, four of her friends came in the end and we all went for lunch at the Smith Gallery in Stirling. This was about as satisfactory as it ever is, which means really not very. Despite saying twice that I did not want my sandwich toasted, once quite firmly in response to the woman's assertion that 'we usually do it, I do recommend it' when it arrived it was toasted. I didn't want to make a fuss so I ate it, but I did say something to her on the way out. Every time I go there I think, never again and this time , unless it's just a for coffee, I shall stick to that.
On Friday I went up to Edinburgh University for a symposium on female Scottish and Irish women writers of children's books. It looked good, and indeed it was, it was very enjoyable, but as it started at 9.30 I had a very early start, which my constitution is no longer as amenable to as it was when I was in my twenties. Never mind, I made it. I cut the last session because had I stayed I would have been very late home, Saw a couple of people I already knew, chatted to one or two others who I didn't. I know I keep saying I have drawn a line under my involvement with academia, but every so often something pops up and I think, that looks interesting, and go.
And then we entered a quiet time which has lasted until today. I have a hair appointment, after which we are going off for yet another try to by a tree topper for the new tree. Tomorrow I get sparkly nails and then life looks to be busy again until Saturday - at which point it's almost Christmas.
Advent catch up incoming - possibly tomorrow, no promises.