Scotland, here we come

this is my auntie margaret in Paisley, Scotland. we're going to visit her August 2nd. she's not doing well. her memory is shot. she forgets things very quickly. when we saw her last year and took her to a pub for a meal she asked if we were going to order looking around for a menu. the waiter had just taken her order for scampi and chips. she has a good appetite and cleaned the plate.

we have to hold onto her elbow when we walk; otherwise she'd just wander off looking into all the shop windows. she ventured into this boutique. she wanted to buy us something. I found the bunny ears and she was more than happy to pose for a picture.

She and her good friend for many years, Mavis, travelled all over the world together. Mavis is tough and loses her patience with Margaret. we were hanging out with the two of them waiting to get picked up by Mavis' brother Stuart. we were chatting and chatting but it was getting late, past the time for Stuart to arrive. Margaret interrupted our conversation and asked, "will we be having a meal?" then fished around in her purse for a brush to brush her voluminous swirls of grey hair. "won't do any good," Mavis said. You can see from the photo that Mavis had a point.

So now after i've been slaviing away at the stove reheating leftovers and linda is blogging or suddenly degreasing her bike chain, I will ask, "will we be having a meal?"

but now they're both not doing well. Margaret is being put into a home and mavis also is losing her memory. mavis told us we should do all the travelling we can now.

don't wait.