Crieff is lovely. All the consultants lived there when I was working in Perth. Boo hiss on missing the games when you were there. You'll have been pretty close to my place with driving up the coast to Aberdeen, unless you cut the corner to avoid Tayside of course! And the McGregor brothers....not sure which one is more attractive, the fast jet pilot or the actor!
FIL is fine - he just had ECG and blood test and is going back next monday for the electricity (mwa ha ha ha - we docs love using the electricity :D). I txt BIL to make sure and he sent me a lovely text back asking if I was well and keeping busy and all the details of the appt.
I haven't phoned her back - don't feel like it, and I'm out on another "date" tonight to the cinema and tomorrow night with the sMIL. I don't like to phone people at work with personal matters so it will have to wait till Thur. I can only imagine it's either an attempt to get under my skin or to tell me she's signed the separation papers and they're on their way. Or perhaps she's still pursuing friendship, which truthfully she totally said goodbye to IMO when she started sleeping with the person that organised my hen night.
If these tiny attempts to have some of my time continue, at what point do I start to open the door?
Reality is that which, if you don't believe in it, doesn't go away.
