Aw, erra wee burdie

I watched the sun set from the harbour wall tonight, to the gentle sounds of the tide rippling around the rotting timbers and crumbling stonework.
I watched the last ship that Scott’s built launch here nearly 30 years. Funny how the passage of time seems to be defined more definitely (and alarmingly) by events that I witnessed rather than things that I’ve done.
Today I discovered that a job where I’m doing some alterations wasn’t fitted by us “A couple of years ago”, it was 1996. I nearly had to sit down.

12 thoughts on “Aw, erra wee burdie

  1. Ah, the perfect musical accompanyment to my Kitkat chunky to finish lunch on.
    As usual you’re a might hard on yourself above – look at what you have achieved – first and foremost, you’re a Dad!!! – then there’s this blog malarky, which literally dozens of folk would be lost without – and anyway, you’ve got the next 40 years to catch up on whatever you missed in the first 40.

  2. Ach, it was a moment of introspection and extremely cold hands :o) Lovely sunset though, I had the camera in my jacket from the meeting earlier in the day where I was taking pictures of old pipes…not quite to nice.
    The same scene just now is pure white, low cloud with a haze rising from the thawing snow. Very odd.

    This cold’s a bastard, I want to get oot!

    Koff!

  3. This’ll cheer him up – did you realise the ” wee bruce willis singing and whistle fest” to which you refer was back in 1987? Sadly, I have the vinyl to prove it!

  4. “The same scene just now is pure white, low cloud with a haze rising from the thawing snow. Very odd.”

    Fecking typical 2 days of clear skies whilst being stuck in the office !
    Come days off now look !

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