Odd day, very odd. I was manning an exhibition in Dumfries in the Mid Steeple, a beautiful old building, used to be a jail, it’s in the middle of the town. There is an exhibition of art work there by users of the Access Art service where I do occasional teaching. It is for adults with learning disabilities and autism. There is some fabulous work in there.
I had a run around the toon this morning to find a set of Christmas tree lights, ours blew up last night! Jolly fun, flashing and blue sparks, very festive but not too safe I thought. It took me five shops before I found one that had any left and yes before any sarcastic people start to ask yes they were shops that would be places one could buy (if they had in stock) Christmas lights. I wasn’t asking in the butchers or the tourist information.
I met up with Amanda yesterday and was given a lovely present even though it is her birthday not mine. Anyway it is a very attractive skirt, I think she is trying to turn me into a proper girl. I think this story will amuse her. I just went to try it on tonight, and as we don’t have any full length mirrors in the house I climbed on the bed so I could have a look in the mirror on the wall remembering as I did so that Amanda had warned me that you couldn’t take big strides wearing it so no accidents there. Getting back down though I forgot and headbutted the window because I couldn’t take a proper step, thankfully I fell over my neatly piled parcels on the way which slowed the fall a bit. Hmmm hope those pots are ok that I wrapped up. Anyway there’s a lesson -learn to walk with smaller steps and don’t climb up on the bed or any other furniture while wearing a long skirt. I am uninjured though so it’s all ok in the end and I might wear the skirt on Christmas day, you know, make an effort.