Sunday, 11 October 2009

A hung Parliament


Had it all planned about what I was going to write about today, but have just come back from a huge Sunday roast and an afternoon walk with the grandchildren; I'm stuffed and mellowed out.
We took the wee ones to a play park I played in when I was their age; as I walked down the street the memories flooded back.
My Grandmothers house with it's wee stane dyke.Wee on one side that is, a five foot drop on the other.
One Hogmanay first footing, the booze in my rucksack, I sat on that wall to finish a can throwing my head back to glug it down, then found myself like an upended turtle in her rose bushes...

2 comments:

  1. He he... that really made me laugh.

    .... upended in the rose bushes..... he he he

    Was that this year? or last?

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