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BATHROOM HUMOUR

noreply@blogger.com (Lady Muck) — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 10:39:00 +0000

I have just had the strangest phonecall. When I answered it was a really bad crackly line and I heard this distant but polite voice saying " Good morning. I am just calling to discuss the toilet roll situation"
I thought at first it was some strange survey? Was it to do with the Green Party? Had somebody reported us for buying too many toilet rolls for just the two of us? Had my husband reported me to the Environmental agency for wasting money on posh loo paper?
WHEW - just in time ,before I went into denial mode and begging for leniency whining, did I realise it was 1st Lady wondering how many supplies the various holiday lets were short of!
Mind you, I would love to be a fellow shopper in the same aisle hearing her have a full discussion about how many loo rolls were in each property and how many did I think would be needed for a week?
Obviously we just don't get out enough!!

New Profile Shots

noreply@blogger.com (1st Lady) — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 21:47:00 +0000

It's been a few years since our profile images were added so L.Muck and I thought it time to have them updated. We've been practicing for the camera and this is the best one so far. Something's not quite right though, perhaps it's because I forgot to put my mascara on? Perhaps it's because L.Muck was just a little sloppier (than normal) with the application of her lipstick?

Feeling like a student

noreply@blogger.com (1st Lady) — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 09:32:00 +0000

No, not feeling like a student, silly! I'm too old for that! I feel like a student, you know, bare walls with bits out of them, 3 different colours of paint on walls where I've been clearing the roller of paint as much as possible before that awful requirement called 'cleaning', an ugly energy saving twirly light bulb hangs from my bedroom ceiling with no shade, and a hardback book called 'Abnormal Psychology, seventh edition' sits by my bed, okay, I lie, it's been removed to the living room bookcase, but still it's here, the previous owners left this book along with a bag full of wigs, a few corsets and a studded collar! I lie not! I'll not tell you what I kept and what I threw away, you'd not be interested anyway.

So, as L.Muck may have mentioned, I've been moving house, which is why my lack of online presence. This should be the last time for a couple of years, next stop for me will be a house in the countryside, an old manse or similar, perhaps a bit of a fixer upper. This place I just bought is a bit of a fixer upper, mainly cosmetic changes I have to make such as replacing light fixtures and painting, before I moved in I had the original floor boards of a few rooms renovated and now 90% of the property is wood flooring. The original bells still work too and the kitchen is where they can all be seen. I'm thinking of buying name plates to put under the bells with names such as Ballroom, Library, Magners Suite, Loo. Once upon a time an artist lived here and rather strangely there are a few paintings done directly onto the kitchen walls, here let me show you -

Plaster added by me a few weeks ago.

Then there's quite a large painting of 3 ladies, it may not be clear by my photo but the lady on the right holds what I believe to be a bottle of Magners Cider!

Well I have painting to do and boxes to unpack.

Later gators.

1st. L.

Marks and Spencers and the longest wait ever?

noreply@blogger.com (1st Lady) — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 12:53:00 +0000

I'll be back to regular scheduled programming as soon as possible. In the meantime, can anyone explain to me why this Marks & Spencers towel ladder currently has a "usually delivered in 95 weeks" delivery time, the same amount of time as an Elephants gestation period!

Do they plant the tree required for the wood frame after we place an order?

Do they train a monkey with a hammer and nail?

Are they using The Royal Mail for delivery?

TRAINING FOR OUR LOYAL READERS

noreply@blogger.com (Lady Muck) — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 12:45:00 +0000

1st Lady and Lady Muck have come up with a rather nifty plan so that either of us can Post using joint or separate ideas without being accused of plagiarism by the other.

When we are out and about together, especially on rare Friday evenings when we are doing pub research for our holiday guests ( Yes,we are THAT dedicated) we often have great ideas which need to be enforced on our lovely readers but sometimes we think that the other will be writing it.
Now when we write and include the other's input we will either add (1stL) or (LM) so that we do not end up in costly lawsuits or a mud wrestling ring!!
You are all such bright people that not only do I think you will follow these instructions but will follow this Post.

MISSING IST LADY

noreply@blogger.com (Lady Muck) — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 11:32:00 +0000

Are you missing the 1st Lady or is she indeed missing? That is the question. Personally I think the joys of painting and decorating her new abode have stolen her from us.
I have been lucky enough to view her in the throws of painting and tis a sight to gladden the heart. ( Laugh? I thought I would never stop)
There she was, at the top of the wobbliest and deadliest ladder I have ever seen, looking a vision of loveliness in baggy trews, paint stained t-shirt and HUGE furry loose fitting slippers!!! She takes health and safety very seriously as you can tell. As she chatted and painted she was leaning over at 95 degree angle. Nearly gave me a heart attack I can tell you.
Anyway I think she has found her niche in life and may be taking decorating orders shortly. Would-be-clients beware though!!! Her fee includes limitless chocolate bars and bottles of bubbly apple juice ( Magners preferably) This seems to give her extra balance while painting ceilings and also encourages her to sing which speeds up her work no end.
Take a rest my girl. Come and have a wee talk to us here.

EXCUSE ME M'LORD!!!! A WORD PLEASE!!

noreply@blogger.com (Lady Muck) — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 11:34:00 +0000

You will never guess what has happened!!! NO! Not that! No Not that either! Enough!
After a life time of reading nearly every famous Who dunnit book ever written, and from years of guessing the culprit in TV thrillers or movies, I have eventually been invited to be a Juror!! ( Well not invited actually - more like ordered)
At last I can put my wonderful sleuthing brain to the test. I will be the inspiration of all the other jurors and lead them gently along by the hand. I will smile encouragingly at the Judge and keep him awake through the long smug speeches of the advocats.
I will shout out ' I object' if councel is too long winded. Or ' Over-ruled' if they are getting too pompous. I may even ask to ' approach the bench' if I feel that the prosecutor/defence are missing some vital information.
Of course I will need to rush the procedings along as I do have a tendency to get bored rather quickly and may even fall asleep if the judge doesn't shout loudly now and then. I wonder if it is a similar experience to being at the theatre? You know - do I put in my bar order in advance for the first interval? Or will the clerk come along and take our orders in court?
On the other hand I hope that I will not actually be chosen on the day as I do have things to do. Hairdressers, shopping, meet 1st Lady for lunch, more shopping..... I rest my case!

I LOVE DOUGLAS

noreply@blogger.com (Lady Muck) — Thu, 15 Oct 2009 08:59:00 +0000

Yes, it is true. I have fallen in love with Douglas, and also Peel, Laxey, Castletown on the Isle of Man ( or Mann, I have seen it written both ways. Very confusing)
You will now get the hint that the Island I was visiting was none other than that Manx delight.
To think it is just nestling there in the Irish Sea (do remember Geography is NOT my strong point) and only 3hours boat trip from UK! And yet so few Scottish people I have asked have ever been there.
As you can also tell, I did in fact survive the crossings! In typical fashion our trip to the island took place in a force 9 gale! I kid you not! AND the fast ferries were actually cancelled.
My lovely hubby had worried for days before as he had heard the forecast and didn't want me to know about it in advance!
As we waited in Heysham for the ferry he would happily have gagged any fellow passenger who looked like they were going to spill the beans. I had of course realised that there was a slight breeze but I didn't know the worst of it until we actually got settled on the boat and a kind and helpful traveller who sat next to us let me know about the dreadful weather in store for us.
This wonderful German man who had been informed that I was a very nervous and sea-sick person continued freely to give us some of his views about the ship,the efficiency of the vessel, the rough seas we should expect etc.
When the captain informed us that as soon as we were out of dock he would be utilising the stabilisers the man actually laughed!
What willpower kept hubby from ramming the guy's bobble hat down his throat I will never know!
Despite all this my journey was actually very good. I sat in a little corner facing a wooden wall and beside another wall. I didn't look anywhere near a window and I never left my seat for 4 hours! ( It was a longer crossing due to the weather)
Hubby kept me supplied with red wine which I sipped slowly ( OH YES I DID!)I had also taken a couple of jelly squares as advised and by the time we reached our destination the only thing wrong with me was boredom.( Well, you try facing a wall for that length of time!!)
Be prepared for lots of information and photos of our holidays. I would recommend the Isle to anyone. Beautiful, prices same as here, lovely people, scenery fantastic and wonderful castles and of course the world famous Laxey wheel ( photo to follow)
We really didn't want the holiday to end as it was 100% perfect which says a lot.
On the home trip the sea was really calm and the sky was blue and cloudless and so I managed to actually stay out on deck to watch us sail away from the island, and then later watched the UK come into sight! WOW I am now a sailor!! ( All this with no wine as it was only 9.30am)
LOTS more to follow.

SWINE FLU OR JUST A BAD COLD?

noreply@blogger.com (Lady Muck) — Fri, 02 Oct 2009 20:08:00 +0000

1ST LADY and moi were discussing our various and long lasting symptoms of our colds and got to wondering if maybe the latest scare regarding numbers is due to people with the same germ we caught phoning the help line and thinking they have Swine Flu? We, are far too tough to call our colds anything other than.. colds BUT we are also agreed that we don't like the name of the Flu.
If we DO get the flu, we have decided to call it 'The Pink Poodle Flu' for no other reason than it sounds more friendly.
Men could have the 'Oh No, it's Monday flu' and the kids could have 'I have a new WII and need time to play with it flu'
Any other ideas?

What is it about Edinburgh cyclists

noreply@blogger.com (1st Lady) — Fri, 02 Oct 2009 09:49:00 +0000

I yelled at a cyclist the other morning. We pedestrians had a green man to help us cross the busy Queen street and this cyclist who should have been stopped at the red light turned left into us, I yelled HAY as he passed, a little louder than I had planned because I had been listening to my MP3 and combining that with a cold, well my voice was extremely loud and quite rough. The burly builder type guy walking next to me wearing one of those fluorescent yellow vests and a few city worker type folks turned around and looked at me, me! I expected applause from my fellow pedestrians, or at the least a little help with the cyclists flogging, but no! They all walked on, wondering whether I had tourettes syndrome I suppose. If the cyclist had dismounted and walked through us that would have been fine, but he cut in front of us! This'll explain better -

You all would have been on my side surely?

Bubble-eyed Goldfish

noreply@blogger.com (1st Lady) — Fri, 02 Oct 2009 09:48:00 +0000

Bubble-eyed Goldfish
Originally uploaded by Chi Liu

This comes to mind when reading L.Mucks latest blog, I really dont know why.....

SEA SICKNESS CURES???

noreply@blogger.com (Lady Muck) — Fri, 02 Oct 2009 09:04:00 +0000

On Saturday my hubby and I are taking a short break to an island not far off the West Coast. ( I cannot say the exact location as I do not want the paparazzi following me or the red carpet treatment on arrival)
It is a well known fact that my knowledge of Geography is slightly below par ( I heard hubby dear choke then!!) but looking at the map the Island looks extremely close by and I told everyone that the ferry crossing would take 30 minutes.
Hubby disclosed the fact to me recently that in fact it will take 2 hours 30 mins. Shock. But then a BIGGER SHOCK when we both discovered it will actually take 3hours 30 mins!!! I expect the captain like to circle the Island for an hour or so, or the ferry is powered by Vikings rowing us there!! Cheesh.
Anyway, I may have mentioned before that I can get sea sick in harbour and it was just very lucky for me that my 1 hour trip to Ireland last year took place on a sea calm as a millpond.
I will make sure I have red wine with me, purely for medicinal reasons of course, I will sit in the middle of the lounge and NOT look out the windows, I will take a tablet of dessert jelly with me ( a tip from my mother-in-law and I like jelly anyhow) and my tummy tablets BUT I NEED MORE REMEDIES!!!
Please let me know any well tried and true ideas but let them be tasty, enjoyable and be able to mix with the above remedies!
I have put my trust in you all and will await your replies with interest. Thanks.

EDINBURGH TRAMS UPDATE

noreply@blogger.com (Lady Muck) — Thu, 01 Oct 2009 09:08:00 +0000

Well, what a surprise. Who would have thought it? Yet more rumours and slanging matches!
Yesterday the MSP Shirley Anne Somerville said that she had heard from 'sources' close to the Tram project that the budget for the trams is £200 million over the original stated cost. Also it would be delayed until 2013. ( readers of my previous Tram posts will know my views on the costs and also the likelihood of the project being delayed by many years yet)
Council leader Jenny Dawe says that the MSP is scaremongering and that Ms Somerville was totally against the Tram project.
The project leaders seem to admit that costs could still rise though as they have not yet settled disagreements with Bilfinger Berger.
I challenge Ms Dawe to make an open statement, on camera, for us all to hear clearly so there can be no misunderstanding or backtracking at a future date. It needs to be something like the following, if I and others are to have faith in what she says.
" I want to say clearly that Ms Somerville has got her facts wrong, that she is trying to jeopardise the Tram project and that she is purely scaremongering. There is not truth in her allegations. The project will be completed in 2012 and will come in at the agreed figure that Bilfinger Berger and partners won the contract on.
I will not come back at a future date and say that things changed outwith my control. I say clearly that my reputation is on the line here, and I swear that the people of Edinburgh should trust in my words that there will be no further cost to them or delay"
There! Can any of you find fault in this? She has been quoted in the newspapers denouncing the MSP but surely if she was to make this statement on camera she could not make complaints of being mis-quoted at a later date.
I am sure she will make this public announcement, but then I also believe in Santa, the Easter Bunny and Leprechauns!!!

DRIZZLE AND WAX JACKETS

noreply@blogger.com (Lady Muck) — Wed, 30 Sep 2009 08:31:00 +0000

In case some of you do not know what the word 'drizzle' means then it's other name is Scot's Mist!! It looks light and harmless but it contains tons of water which can seek out any dry piece of clothing. It can swirl in any direction, including upward, without the assistance of any breeze!
Yesterday Edinburgh was dark, depressing and from my window I could see the Mist lying over the whole town - set for the day, perhaps week even.
Thinking I would act sensibly for once and give fashion a wide berth,I actually wore my old wax jacket AND my French black beret!! But the water ran of the hood of the coat onto my hat and from there it ran down my nose!! Also the water dripped of the bottom edge of the jacket where my trousers were waiting to soak it all up!! I had thought it would be great not to have an umbrella as I had on the wax jacket but boy I wish I had. My legs felt like they were wearing weighted trousers as they had soaked up at least a couple of gallons of water.
This has caused my wonderful brain to come up with a new design for wax jackets. There should be a little 'gutter-like' turnup on the lower edge where the water would gather and then when it reaches a certain level it would make its way down a little overflow pipe and squirt out safely away from MY TROUSER LEGS!! OK, the draw back is that some passing pedestrians may be soaked but it is a risk I am willing to take.
Should I patent this idea? I trust you all not to nick my plan.
PS I discovered that 1st Lady had been to the bank dressed in...you guessed it.. wax jacket and beret!! Ah they do say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree and that poor lass looks at me and knows what her future has in store for her!

Mother Flu

noreply@blogger.com (1st Lady) — Mon, 28 Sep 2009 19:30:00 +0000

I'm sick, and fear it may be the same cold that L.Muck had, the same one that left her ill for about a week and some of those days spent in bed. Mine started yesterday with the sore throat, and it's the sneezing today, and I now know what L.Muck meant when she mentioned how the sneezes had made her ribs sore, these sneezes hurt my lungs! The nose is getting to that sore red stage, and that's not because I cut myself shaving, I'm taking lozenges to stop my throat from hurting, I'm developing a headache...

On a plus note I have a wee glass of cider next to me, a box of Godiva chocolates given to me as a birthday present, and a zebra print blanket wrapped around, so I'm basically just a little sneezy yet cozy, fat, and *drunk.

Sniff.

*wee joke

TRAVELODGE DODGE

noreply@blogger.com (Lady Muck) — Sat, 26 Sep 2009 11:09:00 +0000

OK - you tell me - is this a rip off or just company greed yet again?
Hubby and I are going to a wedding reception tonight and have booked two nights at the Travelodge.
We notice that the check-time is not until 3pm and as we will be arriving about lunchtime in the area I phoned to ask if there was any chance we could be given room access early.
The very nice receptionist replied calmly and sweetly ' Yes of course you can .....for an additional £10 charge.' !!!!!!!!
My family can imagine my tone of voice as I replied '£10? To be allowed an hour or two extra access to the room? No thank you , I will just leave it as is!'
Now Travelodge might argue that their rates are cheap and it would cause them extra work to prepare the room early but I know in this case that there are vacancies there anyway and so rooms must already be prepared and waiting.
Also, to make me more cross, I find that we could have stayed at a nice hotel in the area AND WITH BREAKFAST INCLUDED for £10 less per night! Oh the pain! Us Scots don't like missing bargains.
Many times in the past I have asked hotels if we could check in early and have always found them accommodating in this respect. Is this just another ploy by large organisations to make sneaky fees on top of basic rates? Shame on you Travelodge. It would have been better for their image if the receptionist had just said that early arrival was not available. I think of many instances when they must be raking in the money from the elderly, or families with young children, or early air or train arrivals. Maybe they could change their name to 'TRAVELDODGE'
End of Rant.

SSHHHH It's a special day for someone!!!

noreply@blogger.com (Lady Muck) — Fri, 25 Sep 2009 11:47:00 +0000

Firstly I would like to say it has taken me 30 minutes problem solving plus one phone call to 1st lady to actually sign into my own Blog!! The nerve of it!
1st Lady managed to sort out the technical problem over the phone in just one minute. ( Takes her brains from her Mum, as her Dad still has his I am told by my OWN FATHER - geri@ric you know who you are!!)
Anyway it's not my fault that the 'CAPS LOCK' was on and who would know that the password was case sensitive. An easy mistake surely? AND the Asterics for the secret password don't show large case or small.
Now on to THE BUSINESS
A certain person has mentioned several times by phone and non-stop emails that maybe, just maybe I could subtly and inconspicuously mention that today just happens to be 1ST LADY'S BIRTHDAY !!!!!!
I guess she is quite excited as it is in fact a very special one. Yes!! She is 21. The big 21, The 'key of the door' day!
CONGRATULATIONS DAUGHTER DEAREST! Now please let me get on to important work - like decorating your Postman Pat birthday cake!

COME ON - HAVE A LAUGH

noreply@blogger.com (Lady Muck) — Fri, 18 Sep 2009 11:08:00 +0000

1st Lady emailed me a copy of quotes taken from an Insurance company, and stolen from Mike's Blog!
I read it last night and then again this morning and have even printed out a copy so that I can have a laugh anytime I want.
I remember reading similar quotes from claim forms when I worked in an Insurance Broker's office many years ago.
One other that I remember said " I know I ran over the pedestrian but he told me it wasn't my fault as he had been run over before!"
(For more of these wonderful quotes read Mike's Blog)
I got to wondering though about laughter and why I sometimes get odd or rude stares when I am out in company and laughing out loud?
I was brought up with a father and sisters who all enjoyed humour to it's last drop and would laugh like hyenas until we were so weak we couldn't move. I guess I have always thought it was normal behaviour but as the years pass I have discovered that maybe this is not the case.
There are the quiet sniggerers, the lofty 'oh rather amusing' smirkers, the 'hide behind the hand' gigglers, the 'can't quite break my face into a grin' listeners and the snorters and wheezers. ( Unfortunately I can break into this last catagory too easily!)
I know lovely families who love a joke, have a quiet little short laugh and that's enough for them. All well and good ....except that I can be found, shoulders heaving in silent laughter, for ages after and then hours later I can remember the funny item and start all over again.
BUT I thank God for laughter, and it is extra nice when the laughter is with me and not at my expense.
PS It is one of the only delights in life that remains free of charge!!!

More Scottish Spiders

noreply@blogger.com (1st Lady) — Thu, 17 Sep 2009 12:26:00 +0000

There was a googler that visited this week after googling the phrase "how to get rid of Scottish Spiders", now I'm not quite sure if this was someone looking for advice on how to actually get rid of the pesky things, or whether this was someone (namely L.Muck) planning on writing a book on how to get rid of Scottish spiders and researching the competition. Said book would of course contain helpful tips on using a shotgun instead of a rolled up newspaper, using a hammer for spiders stuck in bathtubs and sinks instead of the risky business of having to use a glass. The followup book to this one will be DIY related.

Coincidentally I just happen to have a photo of a spider that was seen wandering the carpet of my home this week, this spider was spotted out of the side of my eye, a mouse wouldn't have been much bigger. If you have a fear of spiders close your eyes now...

I half expected to see the wine glass moving around the table as he tried to get out. As you can see, I resorted to peace offerings in the form of money, requesting that he leave the building peacefully, and to take any siblings/parents/children with him, I had to stop him from dragging my children out the front door and explained I meant HIS children/relatives, anything with hairy legs like him was what I said, then he started dragging me out the house... well, I'd had enough nonsense by then, what a nerve, and so I threw him out the window. His parachute opened up and he was seen floating in the wind in a L.Muckerly direction.

Adullamite, you can open your eyes now.

L.Mucks Absence Explained

noreply@blogger.com (1st Lady) — Fri, 11 Sep 2009 09:40:00 +0000

It's bad news I'm afraid.

BBC SCOTLANDS FRANCE WEATHER

noreply@blogger.com (1st Lady) — Fri, 11 Sep 2009 08:40:00 +0000

I had a request for the French weather, and here it is, stolen from Scottish Tadpole although slightly reworded.

France - It's bright blue skies but dont wear shorts or your bits will freeze.

Todays weather in Scotland. Partly sunny with scattered clouds and a chance of rain possibly clearing later in the day. Some strong wind gusts especially in the hills and under brand new wind unresistant umbrellas. Possibly clear blue skys with heavy downpours. Rain. Thanks to our weather viewer Adullamite our forecast is now complete and good for the next 34675 days.

It's Friday, you know what that means?!!! It's Greggs day! Sausage rolls and a cream cake coming up.

BBC SCOTLAND WEATHER

noreply@blogger.com (1st Lady) — Wed, 09 Sep 2009 18:48:00 +0000

Tomorrows weather - Partly sunny with scattered clouds and a chance of rain possibly clearing later in the day. Some strong wind gusts especially in the hills and under brand new wind unresistant umbrellas. Possibly clear blue skys with heavy downpours.

Local fishing forecast, west or northwest 4 or 5 becoming variable 3 for a time, slight or moderate decreasing smooth or slight. Mainly fair. Moderate or good. Bite guide good. Edinburgh Castle same with Bite guide very poor.

Magners Cider - the new face of

noreply@blogger.com (1st Lady) — Tue, 08 Sep 2009 07:17:00 +0000

I was in a pub for an end of week Friday lunch just the other Tuesday, and I ordered a half Cider to go with my scampi and chips. I took one sip (of the cider obviously as sipping a scampi could be a choking hazard), aaaah, I took another sip, hmm a little warm, a 3rd sip, hmm, by the 4th sip I knew that I needed ice as the drink wasn't as good as it should be, 67 sips later I couldn't take the warmth anymore and handed back the cider asking for ice.

I've tried different Ciders in my time, and they range from ones that may taste okay if only they didn't smell of toilet water (draft Cider found in Canny Mans, Morningside where I dont go as it's just too difficult to drink and hold your nose at the same time), to Ciders that are crisp and refreshing. Magners is best served ice cold.

And this is why I should be the one that becomes the new Magners taster because I know a good ~~pint~~ half pint from a bad. Just look at this job vacancy! How perfect is this?

I believe I'm the best person for this job, if only I can figure out how to apply. Where's their application form with questions like 'why are you the best person for this job'? For this I was going to enter the link to this blog, self explanatory really. Out of the goodness of my heart I have to warn you that this is not a job for everyone, and really, it should only be me that applys, there's many health risks associated with cider tasting, especially for women. Women who drink apple cider often develop apple shape, pear shape develops from the overuse of Magners pear cider. Then there's the bloating and gas... so I've heard...

If you'd like to enter the competition to win a Magners goody bag, visit the Magners online entry form. I'm not sure if there's overseas shipping, but not a problem! I do have Cider storage facilities available to any winners.

And for the first time ever with any company I have decided to opt out of the below -

I do NOT wish to receive information from Magners and its associated group of companies:

1st Lady as the new face of Magners Cider

Clambering on the rooftops of Edinburgh

noreply@blogger.com (1st Lady) — Sun, 06 Sep 2009 22:02:00 +0000

I tell you what, it's far cheaper to view the Edinburgh Festival fireworks from a house rooftop than paying £10+ each to view from the Princes Street gardens. Actually I didn't plan to do this, this being my clambering up a utility cupboard using shelves as steps to open the roof hatch, to then climb upon roof, and with legs shaking a little of nerves, (because I was 3 floors up and next to a steep drop) , photo to prove -

To then stand up on said roof and start snapping photos of Edinburghs rooftops with fireworks over the Castle in the background. No, wasn't planned at all, but seemed like a good idea at the time.

And I'm glad I did, because I captured some lovely photos, and I always love to photograph Edinburgh rooftops. Usually I'm not so nervous, and usually I dont consider whether my last will and testament is up to date, and whether I'd put on clean knickers that morning (and then I realised that's just silly, and only of importance if I get run over by a bus), which wasn't likely up there on the roof, and then I wondered whether a gust of wind could possibly knock me over, so then I started wondering what condition the gutters were in, and whether, if I did get knocked over by something such as a strong gust of wind, bus, mouse, and had to grab onto the gutter to prevent a 3 storey fall, whether my arms would be strong enough to hold on long enough for the fire brigade to arrive... (preferably with rest of body still attached to my arms of course).

You can see how my imagination started taking over and why my legs were a little shaky when I was taking the following photos (click on photos for larger images)-

And this is probably my favourite photo, as I love images of Edinburghs rooftops with all their lovely Victorian chimney pots, and then I started remembering that I'd always wanted an old chimney pot in my garden, as a decorative planter,

I dont know WHAT the camera was thinking with the below photo (and this is not a photo of what you think it is, heavens no)! If you're thinking what I'm thinking, all I can say is this... the ones in the middle do seem to be a little lost..

Which way Harry?

What's under L.Mucks Fridge

noreply@blogger.com (1st Lady) — Tue, 25 Aug 2009 18:52:00 +0000

And what they're getting up to! Love the accent..