A Scottish FREEEEEEEEDOM Fighter

Actually, I think I was quite heroic today! I only went slightly awry going to the course centre this morning. I set off with my phone in one hand and a handwritten note of instructions in the other hand. I don't know why I bothered writing myself a note as my years of using computers means I can barely write my name with a pen! Trying to understand the rest of my scribbles is a pointless exercise. I have been told many times that I should have been a doctor.

Hmmmmm.... Maybe not such a good idea as with my lousy sense of direction, I might not remove a man's appendix. I wonder how many gentlemen out there reading this have just crossed their legs. As for where the thermometer would end up....

Anyway, I was doing really well until I got to Barbican. My phone told me to walk straight ahead which was through the tunnel under the building. About halfway through, the voice on my phone told me to turn around! Well, I did! After all, men always know where they are going, don't they? If Google Man says turn around, it must be right. Dearie me! That's when the trouble started. Another half an hour later found me walking right under the Barbican again all the way ignoring my phone this time! Apparently, you tend to lose the signal and suffer confusion when under a massive looming structure....

Oh well... I got there in the end which is more than one of the other delegates. There were three hour delays on the trains coming from Ipswich or wherever he was. You can't expect me to remember place names!

It was a really good day and I learned loads. At lunchtime, Lynn and I walked around the block (mainly round the outside of Smithsfield Meat Market) before getting lunch from 'Eat' and going back to the classroom. After a busy afternoon when I ate too many biscuits - well, they are just there winking at you when you go for a cuppa so it would be rude not to, don't you agree? - lessons ended.

The strangest thing about today was going to the unisex loo as the ladies' loo was occupied! I half expected Barry White to start singing while people were dancing in there like this - Ali McBeal Unisex Dance. Nothing like that did happen. There was only one cubicle anyway and SOMEONE had left the seat up! Hmmmmmm!

At the end of lessons, the tutor took me to take a picture of this memorial to William Wallace. You'll need to put it into Safari or use a proper computer to read it. I felt a little tearful stood there imagining I could hear a shout of 'FREEEEDOM!' rising into the London air as William Wallace breathed his last. It took a while before I could pull myself away. I had been told by a friend a little while ago that there was a memorial here near St Bartholomew's Hospital and Smithsfield. I wanted to come here and was glad I was able to whilst on this course.

Track? I felt like a David Bowie track was appropriate for today - Heroes