i hope so, aitch.
i didn't mean bad.
and i need to quit saying hell and damn.
just today, we were trying to find the ruins of Carrick castle.
and dd1 she said, 'that damn loch is high, ain't it?'
oh, it was high, and no one would help you, on the single tracked road. DH had to back up into the caravan park, to let the Rover go by, and the man didn't so much as wave.
what's up with that? but we'll go on waving, such 'snobs' as we are.
'i don't like this place,' said DD1.
'you dunnae ken this place, bairn, so you wheest, bairn,' said DH.
it's closed just now, Carrick.
i got out of the car.
'excuse me, sir, are visitors allowed?'
you are right, aitch, what price a little courtesy, and i'd never the other, though i will argue for that other side.
there is none.
but i want someone, i want someone who has had much loss, i want her and hers to know nothing but good.
i want her and hers maybe to stay, if they like, for all, the weather is cold but the heart is warm.
i have found a hard way here.
the women i have found so hard. much harder even then MIL and SIL.
i say, it is so because it had to be.
and then i have found, the molten heart. the heart like yours.
i do not mean to be unkind or hard or mean.
maybe that is why i have gotten on so well, these past 7 years, because i was akin.
but i don't want to be mean.
i was not that way.
i am sorry for others who have seen me like that.
and i hope they can see, as i have, and forgive, and we move on.