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In my last post, I wrote about the Italian Chapel at Lambholm in Orkney, but didn't post a photo. This is what it looks like...
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I haven't posted anything on LJ for months, and didn't even read it for ages. I'm not entirely sure why. The summer holidays from uni were long and rainy and I felt a bit lost, to be honest. I had lots of plans and hardly anything came of them. My girl went off to live in Orkney and remains there. She has applied for countless jobs but has, so far ( Read more... ) -
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Well, I'm more than sure that people are heartsick of the story of my daughter leaving home to live in Orkney with her much older boyfriend. But. It's finally happened.
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It was Amy's prom night on Wednesday, and there was a champagne reception for the parents, who were invited to see their "children" walk up the red carpet in the school hall to collect their graduation scrolls from the headmaster. It was quite a moving experience...much more so than I had expected. The headmaster is a wonderful man who has a ( Read more... ) -
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Just over a week ago, I went to the funeral of a guy who went through the Access course with me and had just finished his first year at uni. He sat beside me in my English Literature class and we became friends...not deeply close friends, but still friends. He was doing Sociology and I would sit beside him sometimes in the lectures. He was always ( Read more... ) -
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I posted a photo of my oldest son when he was the ring bearer at a wedding when he was 11. This is my youngest son at the same wedding. He was 5 . They are very different characters !
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I developed a huge crush on my art teacher at school. From the age of 15, I was completely smitten by him. He wasn't incredible looking or anything. He wasn't very tall, was balding and Glaswegian. If you knew Michael, you'd smile ( Read more... ) -
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Michael was a DJ, amongst other things, when I first met him. He did a club in Glasgow called the Slow Club. It lasted a couple of years ( Read more... ) -
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My daughter, Amy, is 18 on Monday. I can hardly believe it. It doesn't feel like 18 years since I was rushed to the operating theatre for an emergency caesarian and felt the doctors tugging her out of my body. As the doctors were stitching me up...sorry if this sounds a bit graphic !...she lay in a little plastic cot, staring at me with wide eyes ( Read more... ) -
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It's a bit unnerving having all this time off before going back to uni for second year. I am waking up at 6am every morning with a sense of having to fill my days. I lie in bed for ten minutes working out a plan for the day and then get up and start ticking things off my list. I have never functioned like this before and hope it wears off soon, ( Read more... )
