Monday, 29 September 2014

Holiday Friday Visit to New Lanark

Before husbands came along, my sister and I spent a lot of time together. Bank holiday Monday's almost always saw us take a wee trip to New Lanark. It became a little bit of a tradition. It's one of my sister's favourite places and it's totally easy to see why. It's steeped in history and beautiful to boot. 

On Friday, my sister invited the Wee One and I to tag along with her and her husband on a wee drive down the Clyde Valley to New Lanark, since my husband was working. The last time I was there, I was only a few months pregnant so it was nice to be able to take the wee one 

It was a windy, but bright day. Typical Scottish September Weekend Weather. 

We watched the water wheel go round for ages. There's something relaxing about it. 

Then we took a wee(!) walk up to the Falls of Clyde. It's such a pretty, picturesque walk, but when you've got a 2 and 3/4s year old wanting a carry all the time, it's a loooong way up. 

We were on the lookout for different birds and animals, and the sign said there were woodpeckers and beavers to be seen. We could hear them, but sadly didn't see anything. 

The water is so pretty, and really clear in places. We saw little tiny minnows swimming in there!

Those stairs may not look steep, but my goodness me, it was some trek up there. Thank goodness for uncle Robert offering to carry the a Wee One. 

When you get to the top of the trail, the beautiful Falls come into view. There is no photo that could actually do it any justice, especially not this one as it was only taken on my iPhone. 

The noise coming from them is amazing. I love it here in the autumn because the trees are just beginning to change colour but are still full and luscious looking. 

There is a higher observation point to the one we stopped at, and if you look very close, you may see a Lesser Spotted Wee One lurking in the trees!

On the way down, the view really is lovely, with the old mills nestled in amongst the trees. 

And of course, a visit to the adventure playground couldn't be missed. Although, I think it was more for the big kids benefits... 

And it's not a Bank Holiday weekend until you've had some ice cream...

...pretending to be Annie MacLeod...

...or getting locked in a phone box!!

Sunday, 28 September 2014

Sunday, 21 September 2014

Thursday, 18 September 2014

Referendum Day

Unless you've been living underground, with no tv, social media etc, you'll all be completely aware that today is Referendum Day. The day where us Scottish People decide on our future; continue to be part of the United Kingdom, or go it alone and become and independent nation. It's been hard to escape any mention of it. The referendum has been the top story on every news bulletin for the past few months. Social media is awash with various people opinions and the amount of leaflets piling through my letterbox urging a yes or no vote has been astonishing. 

Yet, I'm sitting on my break at work, still completely undecided. My heart says one thing, my head says another. I'm full of "what ifs". And to be honest, I'm quite scared. Scared of going it alone, becoming independent and all the upheaval it may cause. Scared of staying in the union and things never getting better. 

For all the campaigning, the leaflets, watching the tv debates etc, I still feel completely uninformed. Perhaps I would have liked someone from each side to sit down with me in my living room, one on one and say "here's what will happen". 

I'm worried. Worried about stupid things, things that in the event of an independent Scotland will probably work themselves out. Like who will regulate us nurses? The NMC does it at the moment, for the whole of the UK. Will scotland have their own version? Seems silly to worry about that, but these are the things I think noones looked in to. 

What's bothered me most about the campaigns running up to the referendum is the bitching back and forth. People being berated for posting their opinion, or divulging their vote, comments being misconstrued and the casual racism that's slowly but surely creeping around. I've muted a lot of discussions on Facebook because of it. But then what happens on Friday, when the result is revealed one way or another. Will we go back to being a harmonious nation? Or will there be protests, outrage and unrest. 

Who knows. 

I can't vote until after work. If the polling stations had opened at 6am I would have been the first there, to get it over and done with and I wouldn't be sitting her still humming and hawing. I will probably still be undecided until I'm physically in the voting booth, with the pen in my hand. 

Whatever the outcome, I hope it's what is best for Scotland. 

Sunday, 14 September 2014

Sunday, 7 September 2014


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