Sunday, December 26, 2010
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Goodbye Glasgow, goodbye white wind turbines (see here for the return!)
And we came home to a blanket of snow and have been stuck at home ever since!
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Saturday, November 20, 2010
So, David, I'm sorry. You know I love you, that I'm proud of you and I want you to be mine forever... You just might (will probably) end up with a wife who goes to concerts and screams like a 17 year old when she's 50, maybe even 60, let's hope I'm over it by 70!
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
I think my mum is fabulous. I always said if I could be half the mother she has been, I would be doing OK. I love you mummy!
This is my post for Tara's Gallery this week. The prompt was "Here come the girls" :)
Here is a photo of Thomas. He isn't a girl, but he was spending the day at Blair Drummond with a group of girls, so it sort of counts, and I just really like the photo...
Interestingly, I came across a superb photographer Joe Wigfall, who takes street photos in a similar way to how I took this (although, obviously, much much better!). I feel inspired!
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
I wasn’t going to take part in The Gallery this week… Thomas is almost two so I don’t even want to think about his first day at school. I know it will be here in a second and I want to savour the next couple of years before he completely leaves me!
Then I remembered that on a recent visit home I had found this:
It’s a collage of photos from my last days at secondary school; we all said our goodbyes and went on to whatever came next. We all grew up and we all moved on. I stayed friends with a couple of people and found out about other people through them, so we all stayed interconnected but far apart until a couple of years ago...
Suddenly, Facebook made the whole school year accessible again! I wasn’t sure whether this would be a good thing but it’s turned out OK.
There are people I don’t want to be friends with, so I’m not. There are people who I’m not friends with, but who I can now look at as an adult and feel happy that they’re doing well. Then there are my friends, who will always be my friends, who I would keep in touch with anyway, but who I keep in touch with more because of Facebook. Some got married, some went travelling, some had babies, some have brilliant careers, some people really changed, and others have stayed the same. So much has happened to us all since these photos were taken, yet school will always tie me to these people, and I feel glad that Facebook has reunited me with most of them :)
(not the bare-chested boy who was my boyfriend at the time!)