Waiting For My Date
Went to Stirling tonight, as I was offered dinner by a friend. Unfortunately we missed each other repeatedly with incredible mistiming. While he was waiting in the bar, I was untangling wind-blown hair and touching up my lippy. While I was waiting there, he went out for some exercise and to enjoy an amazingly warm evening.
Messages between us only tantalised with promises of being nearly there. His message to say that he was finally back in the bar just missed me. It was only a few minutes too late to catch me before I joined the motorway back home.
As Burns wrote, "The best laid plans of mice and men gang aft agley."
This selfie is just to show that I really was there. Look - that's the interior of the lounge in Stirling.
Happily it was a very nice place to wait. The barmen were kind and helpful, even offering me a straw for my drink, probably to save my lipstick. My time there was pleasant, though not as pleasant as it would be with a dinner companion.
Waiting For My Date
Went to Stirling tonight, as I was offered dinner by a friend. Unfortunately we missed each other repeatedly with incredible mistiming. While he was waiting in the bar, I was untangling wind-blown hair and touching up my lippy. While I was waiting there, he went out for some exercise and to enjoy an amazingly warm evening.
Messages between us only tantalised with promises of being nearly there. His message to say that he was finally back in the bar just missed me. It was only a few minutes too late to catch me before I joined the motorway back home.
As Burns wrote, "The best laid plans of mice and men gang aft agley."
This selfie is just to show that I really was there. Look - that's the interior of the lounge in Stirling.
Happily it was a very nice place to wait. The barmen were kind and helpful, even offering me a straw for my drink, probably to save my lipstick. My time there was pleasant, though not as pleasant as it would be with a dinner companion.