Saturday, 21 December 2013
The highlight for me was the march for Independence in September. Meeting like minded folk outside the Albanach was braw fun, putting faces to monikers, the spectacular save of a pint as someone (They ken who they are) clipped their heels coming out the door... The march itself (has anyone got a photo of me wielding the club attached to the WoS flag?) and the craic in the Waterloo Buffet afterwards.
The nadir was the ambulance trip to St John's A&E on the early morning of Friday the thirteenth of December. I thought it was my heart, the wise NHS staff new better. I'd suffered a bleeding ulcer for nearly two weeks and had lost a lot of blood. They gave me five units before being happy with my blood count.
So, I've been out since Wednesday, getting my blood pressure up again by reading the Telegraph, being pampered by sisters, my daughter and my returned wife.
Posted by Conan the Librarian™ at 11:52:00
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"The highlight for me was the march for Independence in September". Aye, it wis a good day.ReplyDelete
Lovers live by love, ye as larkes live by leekes
Saied this Ales, muche more then halfe in mockage.
Tushe (quoth mine aunte) these lovers in dotage
Thinke the ground beare them not, but wed of corage
They must in all haste, though a leafe of borage
Might by all the substance that they can fell.
Well aunt (quoth Ales) all is well that endes well
better year in 2014 ......for both of us
It was indeed Anon.ReplyDelete
Thanks Niko, you still having sair erse problems?
Niko has nothing left to scratch at the front.Delete
Hope you're feeling better now.ReplyDelete
The march was great.
A lang night, everybody else asleep.Delete
My eye on a bottle shaped pressie.
It'll be to put in a bath; I've used all my luck up this year...
Get well soon Conan. All the best from Kendomacaroonbar CountryReplyDelete
You going to the April thing? Another three Edinbughers we can get a taxi hame.Delete
I live in Helensburgh no Embra !Delete
Will endeavour to attend all the same.
Sisters are always a comfort. Cochers actually having a use, who'd of thunk it. All your "friends" on the Telegraph wont be able to call you a bloody nuisance anymore. Bloodless nuisance, husk, zombie :) but at least you're spared to us. Lucky u werent in the US, sorry Conan only 3 units your cards maxed out. Thats the way we'll go if we say No says eyebrow 1.ReplyDelete
Keep up the recovery, merry crimbo and all the best for 2014. handclapping
If you're in need of flowers or craic, give me a shout. I'm 10 mins from St Johns.... email@example.com
Out of there, thank FSM.Delete
Here's to you and your and family Conan for a great Christmas and better times aheadReplyDelete
I will leave you with two fine musicians and the words of a great poet http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aNya-Lz1f8Y&feature=player_detailpage
Ye never told me you had a near death experience. Next time can I book yer vintage biker leather jaikit?ReplyDelete
Happy to hear that you are on the mend but are aff the bevy as well?
Nae chance. Stout's good for blood loss.ReplyDelete
You up for this April thing that Ian Brotherhood's organising?
You can strip it aff, my cauld, deid body.
Same feckin problem as last night only this time lost the entire post!ReplyDelete
I have sent an e-mail as it has a better chance of getting through, I hope.
Merry bevy, even if you end up looking like Ena Sharples.
I fekin give up, it worked this time. It is something to do with google and being not signed when trying to post, I think.ReplyDelete
I really need to get out more (from wings) I didn't know you had been poorly, but I'm really glad to see from your post your on the mend, I just replied to you on quarantine saying Queensferry would be ideal, I have a train station 100 yards from my front door, I take it your having to keep aff the swally then? nae luck btw BtP who's Ena Sharples?ReplyDelete
BtP took photos in the Waterloo he sent me a couple of me and the wifeReplyDelete
Are you taking the pee-pee?
Ena took Milk Stout in The Rovers so Conan is probably on the Guinness.
Incidentally I use to make T Stout. In Wellpark we used to call it Non Brewed Condiment. I'll tell you all about next time we have a drink together.
Conan has photos from me waving that bloody Wings flag on the podger, several from The Albanach and the Waterloo. He must still be short of red blood cells.
In the snug bar? with Martha Longhurst? that Ena Sharples?Delete
never watched it
Phone failure. Had dozens, all gone.ReplyDelete
I'll resend and why not buy a 16gb USB key so download on computer and store on the wee bugger?ReplyDelete
Happy last Sunday in 2013 before the Referendum. Or somethingReplyDelete
Just never got round to it.ReplyDelete
Getting sick of Guinness. must get some Imperial stout in for Hogmanay
I remember the first new year I was allowed to stay up for the bells, my dad put a poker in the fire and when it was red hot he put it in a glass of stout (to burn the alcohol off) and that was my first taste of beer, oh to be 22 again :) happy hic new blub yearDelete
That explains everything.Delete
Happy New, the last kowtowing to Westminster.
Move over, we are taking the driving seat.
Conan, old chum, glad to see that you are on the mend and that all the blood I donated over the years went to a good cause. If you start posting nonsense you know who to blame! If I don't see you before I hope you have a much better New Year than the present one!.ReplyDelete