I have had one of the busiest weeks of my life here…kids, school, basketball games, after school meetings, volunteering – you name it… it happened. Hubby was out of town most of the week and having said that I think the five of us (me and the kids) managed admirably. Spelling tests were aced (them) and laundry didn’t pile up to the ceiling (me) – which are always good indicators how things are going. (Ignoring the fact I had to get someone with metal cutters to free a broken lock on the gate, I lost my cool with a swim teacher and I only realised we were 5 tacos short once we were home and a good 15 minutes drive away from the drive through place – ah well).
However, it just occurred to me that in all my ‘interactions’ this week – a lot were related to Scotland. (There is irony here but I won’t even go there)…
So I spoke to my pal who now lives near Edinburgh. We were at school together and have kept in touch on and off over the years….She has lived up North for the last 8 years I think and talking to her I was amazed how Scottish she sounded…. (I have been here nearly 16 years and sound 99% English still). But she is now living with a Scottish bloke so maybe that has something to do with it. Anyhow she is a mere 30 days younger than me and is awaiting her surprise baby……which is quite funny seeing as she now works in a OBGYN capacity…..baby has not yet appeared (as of today)so she is being induced next week. Am wondering if babe will have a well ‘Scottish name’ seeing as she now lives up there with her Scottish bloke….
Then I also traded a few facebook chats with a very old Scottish friend….the one whose Glaswegian accent could always make me go weak at the knees…. and who again, ironically lives in my old neck of the woods (Yorkshire). Caught up with his life….why his engagement is now off and the aftermath of that. Also went down memory lane a tad (we were together at University) and once more it surprised me how two people can have such very different memories of the same period of time. He seems to have his life very sorted but has no kids as of yet… and in my mind, it would be such a catastrophe if he didn’t have kids of his own (his ex had a few)… you know how you know people who are just so bloody good with kids you just know they would make an excellent parent – well he is one of them. (And other folk you hear have had kids and you think ‘God help them…..).
Also via Facebook another blast from the past (and on the whole I hate the bloody thing…go through phases of being on it and then disconnecting for 6 months or so….) – another friend I was at school with and who was Scottish and was always ‘the Scottish kid’ at school even though he’d lived in England since being 5. Anyhow, he had a rough go of it with his first marriage and really had a shit deal (by his account) with his kids….and now he has found another chance and he’s just had twins with his new partner…. a boy and a girl and whilst they are still in hospital, they are doing well and are real beauties.
But it was just a coincidence with these completely separate Scottish ties.
And only one to do with the 4 years I spent up there at University…..
What’s next then come Monday…. what do we reckon? The German year? The Welsh connection? Bring it on.
Hoots Mon!
I love this.
I’ve always had this tin pot theory about ‘clustering’. I notice one thing over a couple of days, be it moustaches or 4wd or meetings. This week it’s pregnancy. 2 girls from my team at work (don’t even think it, funny girl), a friend popped a little girl on Monday and a ‘mate’ has just had a vasectomy.
Things cluster. I think of it as ‘And this week’s theme is……’