And so, dear listener, football has come home to me in Summerston following a very successful World Cup. Well, successful for me. 🙂
I did watch those scenes in Paris after the French had won the World Cup – well they were pretty febrile – whereas my own celebrations were less so but equally deserved. After all I had won £55 and the returned stake of £10 went straight on to Partick Thistle to win the Championship at 3/1. 😀 😀 😀
And I returned to Firhill during the week. Have I actually been back during the last couple of seasons with my periodic depression and heart scare? Leaving aside all the jokes about my heart (not) being up to watching the Harry Wraggs and was it (not) watching them that made me depressed, it was good to be back and to catch up with folk. I like catching up with folk. I miss social intercourse. 😦
I have no canteen for coffee breaks. But I’ve got a car that can get me to one. Or Tinderbox.
There’s a lot of people I haven’t seen for (almost) years. I have a list. But if I put a built-up sole in the left shoe, that usually sorts it. 🙂
It was funny. (But not as much as the list gag) When I was trying to explain the depression and anxiety of the last couple of years to people I’d often use the ‘What if’ question. I’d talk myself out of going to things like Firhill (and will I ever get used to calling it by its new name of the Energy Cheque Stadium?). I’d say to myself ‘What if I don’t get parked?’ FFS! It’s Partick Thistle we’re talking about – even when they were in the big league.
And on Wednesday night, I got parked in my usual space. No problem. And my usual seat. And the crowds are smaller, so if there are people out there with weans who’d like to go to a big(gish) game where under-16s get in for free, then give me a shout. I’ve done it before and it was good fun.
And I’ll go back. Again. Want to come with me? 😉
But it was a tremendous boost to my confidence and I’ve maybe got a couple of interviews coming up for part-time and/or voluntary work back in the glamourous world of social care……..maybe.
And finally, I did catch up with a couple of folk last week that I’d not seen for ages (this year anyway) and they both have new jobs since I last saw them…….how time passes.
Tioraidh, still wearing that badge and still keeping it simple even if it’s pictures of sheep on a beach that prompts memories.
Iaint850, learning the difference between reflux and a heart scare pretty quickly.
And so the editing is not going well. Usually at this time I get work from a Glasgow University Summer School who find me and others on a University website called the Peer Proofreading Register but it doesn’t help when I get exasperated and annoyed at a potential client. 😦
Somebody that I had done work for in the past contacted me on Saturday morning (and ‘undisclosed recipients’) to see if we’d like to proofread his 16,000 words and return them by Wednesday. GU guidelines suggest a week’s turnaround for 15,000 words. I mailed him and told him this but said that if he couldn’t find anyone else I’d do it………a lot of coffee. A day later (and a day missed) I spoke to him on the phone and he started asking me about my relationship with GU and what my qualifications were.
‘But I’ve worked for you before and time is running out’ but he continued, so I just said, ‘I’m sure you got lots of other replies.’ and finished the conversation and let the depression kick in……..it was an attack on my professional integrity that sparked the original depression of two years ago but I realised it too late to do anything about it.
Later that day I got a phone call from another student for whom I’m enjoying working and would quite happily work with more like him. He wanted to bring forward a deadline for 40,000 words. Not a problem.
And as far as Donald Trump’s blatant lies about giving in to the trained KGB interrogator without any preparation for that meeting. Well he would, wouldn’t he? (said the gorgeous Mandy Rice-Davies a long time ago)
Anyway, here’s a band that always cheers me up. A country band I liked before I realised I liked country. So here’s David Letterman to introduce the Jayhawks. 😀
(Oh, and I’m now short of a companion to accompany me to see the Pretenders at the Bandstand on the 30th….that sounds so sad, doesn’t it?) But first, there’s editing to finish.