Monday in Edinburgh

Monday was time to drive our Bulgarians down to Edinburgh. There was fog and rain at the River Forth so I asked as we crossed the new bridge if they wanted to go to Rosslyn Chapel, which we did. We were only there about 20 minutes though which is never long enough. We drove them to their AirBnB and then out to the Secret Garden at the Witchery-by-the-Castle restaurant for a delicious dinner. It was stunning.

Farewells are always difficult to make, but we are all meeting up again in a few weeks in Serbia, so not long to wait!

Guests start to leave

First guests to leave were Mark and John on the early train to Edinburgh. Then home to a wild party arriving - it was the Glasgow Gang ready for reviews of the night before and a cooked breakfast. I won a prize by telling them all it was time to go at 3:30 pm and I counted down the minutes until peace returned and I had time for some OSMTH meetings with Peter and Anna so some work was done! Sunday night we went up to Blair Atholl for dinner in the pub where AC's cousins from Bournemouth were dining too. Lovely night out! Below is Birthday Boy Anthony with his Tower of Birthday Cheeses!

AC50

What a great night!

Everyone was dressed up in OFH and I shuttled groups down to KHH where they were to pick up the local coach to Blair Castle for the party. Peter was in my Thin Kilt (fat one does not fit me anymore!) and I took AC up with Adam (in his international superstar DJ mode) and Mark and John in my car which I was leaving overnight.

George & Peter in OFH Garden
The castle looked amazing! Red carpet entrance was weighed down by curling stones and wonderfully welcoming staff greeted everyone as they arrived.
Peter, Daniela, Anthony & Anna at Blair Castle
The first coach load came up from Pitlochry and the second was from Killiecrankie. I got a wonderful surprise when Wee Cath and Kathleen Clarke and spouses arrived as they had omitted to say they were coming up. Wonderful to see them! And then Helen Maria and Aileen Wilson (she has not ben a Wilson for almost 30 years, but so what…) and Paul and Aileen's husband John whom I have not seen since he was courting! The Victorian Ballroom started to fill up with loud whoops of happiness as old friends met up, so it was time for me to grab the microphone and call out the Scottish Contry Dancing steps. I had bought highland pumps the week before as I was not going to hit that dancefloor in brogues - perfect for the dancing. My guest partners of Pauline Cartwright May, Caroline McMahon and Wee Cath were fantastic.

George and Pauline take the floor!

I almost killed the dancers by our final dance of the Swedish Masquerade which is fun to watch but dangerous to perform. I got the opportunity to criticise the poor quality dancing at the end of each set.

George & Adam from the Minstrel Gallery

Some poor quality dancing

Mostly it was a disaster but so much fun and enjoyment. Just before the delicious food (I am told that as I did not have the time to sample) Caroline made AC sit down as she recited her PoYum to him which was wonderful.

AC50 has his PoYum delivereda

The rest of the evening was Adam in full flight as a DJ and everyone had a great time. I hope I managed to get around everyone to make sure they were having a great time! Coaches home and then up the hills. Our great friends from Bulgaria and Serbia had a wonderful night too and it was lovely to get to dance with the ladies in their beautiful gowns.

Drive to Glasgow

Up early to drive to Glasgow to pick up Peter, Daniela and Anna who had flown from Belgrade and Sofia for a few days in Glasgow and then up to Killiecrankie for AC50. It was a lovely drive down and Glasgow looked great in the sunshine.

Friday night we came back to a house full of guests so we had decided that we would dine out at Killiecrankie House Hotel where AC had booked his extended family to stay. That was a good idea! Mark and John arrived mid afternoon with John on crutches having had a rugby incident (read: Lego injury) so was mostly out of action. Sat up far too late as usual drinking on our return from the hotel. Steven and Rebecca were left in the hotel as they were having a birthday celebration there too!

House is quiet

Without Anthony who is in London for a range of events this weekend. I gave Vincent a deep brush yesterday which left as much hair on the chair as was on him. I will need to get the dog groomer in for a clip of his coat once the celebrations for AC50 are over. She did an amazing job last time. I have been amazingly busy with work this week and it will be the same next week as clients come back to work after their holidays. Still, it pays the bills! Anthony starts back at Uni in a couple of weeks for his degree year and his academic life is passing very quickly.

Off to the UN in New York later in the year to get my entry pass there and that will just leave Geneva to collect and I have the full set!