If Its Down to England, and Up to Scotland, Israel must be over the rainbow

Today I shared my lunch table, NOT my lunch because those of you that know me know I don't share food. Anyway I shared my table with a gentleman from South of Aberdeen who was only eating whilst the lovely folk of John Lewis gift wrapped his wife's christmas present.  He said he has tried wrapping things himself but the end results are not always appreciated. We spent our time chatting about all things Christmasy and New Year in Stonehaven I'm sure fireballs were mentioned but he could just have been swearing at me, it was busy in there today and I am a little deaf, mainly due to years of teaching in front of a boogie box with the bass up full so I could occasionally follow the beat.  Eeeee I miss those beats.

I almost ate in the new Bon Accord centre today, but its not all finished and open, and appears to have far less seating than it did originally, so its gonna be manic in there when all the venues open, and I may just give it a wide berth until after the festivities....oh yeah I wont be here hahahaha.

I was returning bits and pieces today, and decided to try just one more pair of boots, now last week I was looking for shoes, but you can never have enough of either, and these were ankle crackers and rather lush, so it was shoes off, boots on, boots off, shoes on, shoes off and so on, I became quite dizzy on the last pair of ankle crackers, so instead of taking the beggars off I walked all the way up the escalators to the very top floor,  once there I had so much spare time waiting in line at the refund/exchange department that I was able to take my, or should I say their, as they weren't mine yet, boots off without falling over.  

On the way back down the escalators in my own shoes, the ones I arrived in, I had a near miss with an old dear who was lagging her walking stick behind her, I kicked the thing clean off the floor, luckily she may have been lagging, but she wasn't leaning or she would have been right on her backside with me sitting in her lap. Lesson learnt do not lag your stick deary.

Ok so we have been given our moving date, although it could slip here or there, 7th January is the day we are aiming for, I'm now waiting for the movers and packers to call, from here forward they will be called the mapa's. Its gonna be a little tricky seeing as they are in Houston and I'm here, and between us there is an eight hour time difference.  Does this mean their workmen will be collecting my households on Greenwich mean time or Houston oil time, eugh problems problems.  If I've to get up in the middle of the night to get my belongings packed its not gonna be pretty..... but if their workmen have to pick up on my time do they have to be paid double time.  Now I have to say at this point all my belongings will be packed up and ready to go prior to me moving out, so this should be and could be around 3rd January, this said I'm hoping one of my beautiful, wonderful, generous friends is gonna loan me there hoover so that when the dust settles I can hoover it.

I've yet to decide if Israel is ready for the Mather family, especially the Geordie half, who I have to say is on another leaving party/supper night tonight, I explained that just because someone is going home for a few weeks does not mean he should have a leaving party.  My Beloved disagreed, 'what if they don't come back', was his reply.  If he carries on at this rate there will be a leaving party/supper every night of the week, to which he replied 'your problem is'. On that point I give up.