Nice to meet you….

So today we had a day out to Aberdeen for a certain beer company’s AGM.

We drove up, I dropped Himself, Boy and Jess and drove back to the hotel for checking in. Luckily they let me check in early and I went to reception to find myself a taxi.

There wasn’t one for forty five minutes so I settled myself in the beer garden with a nice gin and tonic.

Taxi arrived and dropped me off and I commenced the long walk to the park.

As I walked up I watched a couple walking ahead of me. The girl had lovely long, brown legs, a tiny waist and a pretty, flouncy dress on.

She was walking with a confidence demonstrating such a love of life and happiness with her situation I couldn’t help but smile.

I thought to myself, I’m never going to have skinny long legs, I’m never going to wear a dress that floats around a tiny waist, but I shared her joy in celebrating her gorgeousness.

I looked at her hair and thought… I’ve got the hair tho… and mine is blue!

We walked on and I glanced at the people she was with… Young man, same age. Also brown legs. Good haircut.

I glanced back and forward between him and her …. Is it? Was it? I walked on further watching them closely.

As the crowd grew I kept them ahead of me.. and at one point we had to jump down a little wall.

I was on my own… oh god. I was going to fall. I shouted ‘Johnny’. For that is who i thought it was. Not a flicker. I said to man behind me ‘please save me if I fall’ and took a leap and landed safely.

So enraged I was that no one helped. I shouted ‘John’. And he turned. It was him.

How does that work? I drove 181 miles from home… got myself by taxi to a park I’d never been at before and my nephew and his wife end up 10 ft away from me.

They wanted to keep me with them… but i said ‘no no. You didn’t come here to hang out with your Anti. And anyway I had to find my people.

I did find them; well they found me in the queue for beer. They had already had two and Boy jumped the queue telling the guys behind me he was ‘just keeping his mum company’.

We found a space shaded by flags and plonked ourselves on the grass and it was only about 45’minutes when Johnny, Lynn and their mate David appeared

Boy hadn’t seen him for probably over ten years…maybe more definitely more and of course Jess has never met him.

And so followed a further three hours of
Drinking. Himself getting the biggest cheer by managing to bring six pints of lager back himself.

Boy and Johnny reacquainted; Lynn and Jess sat and gabbed and then they swapped over; everyone getting to know one another and it was all very lovely.

Lynns GBF got a photo of Boy and decided he was Thor! A man with pink sparkles over his face stopped and grabbed boy and told him his calves and thighs were the most perfect specimen he had ever seen; and that if he wasn’t married he’d have happily spent the rest of his life with him!

We decided about seven we should probably eat something…

That was a bad idea. We lost John, Lynn and David…. I decided sitting on the grass was preferable… the queue for food were unbelievable; far too long; Jess stood in the queue while Boy went for food…

Himself got hiccups and after standing in the queue for a while to Give Jess a break he decided he needed to go home.

Boy and Jess decided to stay for the disco.

Himself and I left to the sounds of la Fontains. It took effort to get him the mile or so to the pickup point and then into the taxi… and then out the taxi and into the hotel

He was asleep in ten minutes

Two hours later boy and Jess were stranded. No taxis no buses. I couldn’t drive. si was unconscious I was phoning taxi companies but they all said the same thing

About an hour later they text to say they had managed to flag someone down. So I was able to go to sleep