Yesterday I had a wonderful day. I went to Dundee, which is about half-way between Glasgow and Aberdeen, to meet my dear friend T. In Aberdeen, he and I met up at least once a week for 19 years, so I very much miss our catch-ups. A rainbow followed the train for a while between Perth and Dundee. At some points it was very big and vivid, following along the road beside the train, but this was the best photo I managed to get of it. The large hoops are covered in the spring and summer, and strawberries are grown underneath. The berries of Tayside are a real treat!
After a delicious lunch, we took a stroll down by the river. The R.R.S. Discovery was in drydock, and there was a brave soul up in the riggings. We didn’t pay to go inside on this visit- it’s a beautiful thing to see, and maybe I can show you another time. T hadn’t known what both my children always remember – that the ship is meant to be haunted. We both agreed it was amazing that it had been to the Antarctic with Captain Scott.
We walked down the riverside and back. The view was stunning:
On our way back, the moon looked as if it had been caught in the ship’s rigging.
It was so good to see a longtime friend. It’s not just that you care about each other’s lives and families, and that there are lots of memories that you share – for me having moved to a new city, it’s the simple fact of being known by that person that I find so soothing. It was also nice to meet up in a different place, and make some new memories.
As I said to T, I am feeling a bit less cut in half these days. A bit less exhausted, less shaky, less in shock. He’s been a great help to me over the past three months: concerned about how we’re all doing, but being positive. He’s encouraged me to look after myself as well as Michael and the Dafter, and to make new friends here. One thing he said, à propos of a mutual acquaintance who sadly has Motor Neurone disease, really struck me. “It just shows: you don’t know your lot in life. You just have to count your blessings.” Yes indeed. Good friends and trips out are high on my list of blessings!
When I returned, the Dafter and her Dad had enjoyed some quality time together watching t.v. shows that are too scary for me (i.e. not very scary). A good day all round, then.
I wish you all a very good weekend!