The relative dearth of posts made over the weekend is due to a hectic calendar of events rather than a diminution of my enthusiasm to wweblog. I didn't even find time to complete the exam paper questions that are (over)due B-{
Chores took up much of the day on Saturday but the drudgery of that was more than compensated by the 25th wedding anniversary party that Alison and Andy threw on Saturday night. Not that it was a wild party - it was just that the company was great and it was good to catch up with old friends.
Speaking of old friends, one of our teachers was also there. It's been 30 years since I was taught by Mr Forrest (Robin) - he was the PE teacher at Dunbar in the 70s - and we reminisced about school volleyball and rugby and Dunbar Sand Yacht Club of which we were founder members. Volleyball, in particular, since our Dunbar team won the East of Scotland regional finals in, I think, 1976. All the more remarkable was the fact that we came from the smallest school in the competition and no-one even considered serious contenders. The team had Robin to thank for coaching us so well. I was vice-captain. My best friend - Huey White - was the captain. Robin, sports, and sand yachting, were very positive influences on my life at that time. There's no doubt inspirational teachers can have a major impact on our lives. Robin was one such person.
Time flew at the party which is always a good sign. So it was 3am before we got home. I had about 4 hours sleep before getting up to take Heather to the farm she helps out on on a Sunday. I was on the beach with Rio, our dog, by 8 o'clock. It was great to have the two-mile long stretch of Belhaven Bay to ourselves.
TThe rest of Sunday was a basically taken up with Dunbar's John Muir Association activities. I helped to set up and staff our exhibition at a local volunteers' event in the afternoon.
Why I didn't get round to posting this on Monday heaven alone knows. Perhaps I was going to add some interesting news...