I was now so happy and were so busy, both in the hotel, and sightseeing, that my empty nest back in South Africa was becoming less and less of a heartache, and I was actually wondering whether I was a bit of an unnatural mum, not thinking all that much about my kids at the moment, although I spoke to them daily through the miracle of txt messages!
Anna and myself decided to go to Oban with the car, as we had such a nice time before, and we thought that perhaps we could go over with the ferry to have a look at Skye. So we packed our duvets and pillows, as we would sleep in the back of the Panda, whose seats could go down completely, making quite a nice space to sleep in.
The Ferry was so darn expensive that we left going to Skye for another day when our pockets were a bit fuller, and found a caravan park just outside Oban, where we booked a space, and then drove along the coastline enjoying the sights and the feeling of freedom! We then had a lovely barbeque at the side of the road, using a throw-away tinfoil barbeque pan, of which I bought ten from the one pound shop at Killin. It was a lovely evening, warm and dry for a change, and we sat on the grass eating and drinking wine, but when doing the meat we had found that we forgot to take salt, and the meat tasted so vooma-less, that I decided to walk to a lonely house some way up the hill, where a light was shining through the window. The occupant was an ancient lady, living alone, and she had only a small holder with salt, of which she gave me about half a teaspoon full, saying that she can't get to the shops, and her children did not often visit her. I told Anna, and she immediately agreed that we would buy the old lady some stuff the next day.
It was still early, and as we had only the car or the ablution block in which to spend the rest of the evening, we decided to go into Oban and spend the time until eleven in the pub, as the gates to the caravan park were locked at eleven.  We rolled into Oban at a snail's pace, as I had had two glasses of wine, and although not drunk, I was feeling a bit lightheaded, and we found a cosy little inn for the evening. Typically Anna, we had two men at our table in no time, she enticing them with her wide smile and flirty eyes until they were so stricken with passion that they would buy the moon for her, or so I thought! I was not far behind her, the wine I had drunk at the picnic spot, and the one I was busy  with now making me reckless, I threw caution to the wind, and flirted outrageously with the two men, Anna not liking it at all, and throwing me killer looks, but since coming to Scotland I had relaxed my strict morals a bit, feeling free after all those long years of bringing up kids and trying to save my marriage! We had a lovely time, and all too soon it was ten thirty, and I reminded Anna that she would have to finish her drink, as we had to be at the park before the gates were locked.
But Anna was not ready to go, the older of the two men now really making up to her, the younger one trying to get me to go home with him, but as he was old enough to almost be my son, I had no intention of having a night of passion at his place, although, to tell the truth, in my reckless state I did consider it.
Anna would not budge, and I decided to go, as she was adamant to stay!
The young guy walked out with me, trying to make me change my mind, but I am not as oversexed as my friend, and told him to go look for his own size! The thing is, I was blessed with very good genes, and people always thought me much younger than my actual years! I was just leaving the parking spot when Anna came around the corner of the inn, yelling for me to wait for her, but she was all over the bally place, and I had to get out and help her to the car, and then complaining all the way about my stupidity, wanting to sleep in a bloody car, and that if a bed was offered to me!
The thing with Anna was, although she constantly told me that she could NOT live without a man, her morals were still intact, and although this night she could go with a man. she did not. When we at last got to the caravan park the gates were locked, and there was nobody around to unlock it, so we parked the Panda in front of the gates, and made our bed.