I spent the last week in Edinburgh, attending my sister's wedding and seeing the sights. I'm pleased to announce that, at the request of some very kind ladies and gents, I did indeed dance at the céilidh (pronounced kayley, it's a Scottish knees-up), at the expense of my ankle but not my enjoyment.
I'm sure photos will be going up, so you'll get to see my already-stunning seester looking radiant in her wedding dress. If that's your sort of thing. There will also be photos of my father and brother in kilts; if you're reading this, Mike, discretion will cost you.
I'm back in Cardiff now (after a pig-awful journey that was 7 or 8 hours, and 2 hours longer than it needed to be). I'm moving house in one week, so I've got to get on with packing and such, all while trying super-hard not to think of anything, because thinking makes me feel all confused and worried and I don't want that right now.
I really hope I get a dentist appointment soon... I'm so sick of this wisdom tooth being 'partially ruptured'; it's had at least 3 years to get its act together and has utterly failed to do so.
In other news, I'm going to be posting some short stories to Idle Scribe. I submitted them as university work and got pretty good feedback, so do have a read if you're interested.
Bear
Wednesday 23 June 2010
Kilt and céilidh
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I hear you with the not thinking thing. Once I pull on that thread, everything starts to unravel. I'm going for a taking each day at a time approach at the moment. Hope the moving goes well, packing is horrendousm absolutely hate it and promise me you'll be careful when lugging your boxes about so you don't end up with a really bad back like I have at the moment. I'm walking like I'm either a) pregnant, b) have wet myself or c) like a 90 year old woman. None of these options are becoming.
ReplyDeleteDo love a good céilidh. I always find the energy from somewhere to keep going.
ReplyDeleteHmmm - took a peek at the stories - just a teeny bit bleak... hope that's purgative and you find ways of including some of your lovely whimsicality.
ReplyDeleteMary, thanks, I think you're right, they ARE very bleak. In a lot of cases that's due to the subject set by my tutor - hopefully next year will have a bit more whimsy to it! x
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