The Srathyre agricultural show was held yearly in the community hall, and it was not only veggies and stuff that was proudly displayed, but flowers, cakes, different breads, and even paintings and photography was part of this affair. It was a nice outing, as everybody knew each other, and there were hefty discussions about each other's stuff, and also a bit of bitching about the stuff of someone not liked very much! They also had a tea room, with home made cakes that were delicious, and Anna and self went straight after cleaning the rooms, just in time for the last of the judging to be done. Peggy, a lovely and spunky lady of some eighty and a bit, living in the housing complex where Liz also lived, had the most delicious coconut ice sweets, and also cupcakes and some flowers, and I kept my fingers crossed that her sweets would get first!
There were also some wonderful veggies, and the photography was just superb, but we went back for a wee rest before our shift started, as we were going to the after party after work. This party, where Scottish country dances are danced, is called a Ceilidh (Caylee) and it reminded me a lot of the line dancing where I used to take Bennie, in Chipping. But it was quite different, and I just loved it!
I was sitting out to quench my thirst and rest my tired legs, as there were some couple dancing on, when my young Scot, the one that had been making eyes at me for some time now, came in, and after getting a drink, he started looking around, and when he saw me, he gave me such a smile that I melted!
Anna, who was again back in the hotel, Gordon having told her that she sometimes looked so old, the horrible man, jumped up, grabbed him and tried to get him to dance with her, but he just winked at me, showing me to come and join him, gently pushing Anna away. Luckily Willy, one of the nicest men in Strathyre asked Anna for a dance, so I landed up in the arms of my beau! It was bliss, and I did not have to feel guilty, as it came to my ears through the busy grapevine, that he and his girlfriend had broken up! It was a glorious night, with him instructing me into the intricacies of the steps and turns, and I of course just lapped it up!
After the party he walked me back to the hotel, his arm around my waist, and there, in front of all to see, he gave me a bally kiss! Although it was very enjoyable, and I was a bitty sloshed, I told him to stop doing that, and asked him whether he realized that I could  almost be his mother, at which he laughed uproariously and said: 'well, my love, you are not!' There was a German couple whom we had fed that morning, and they had stopped, and looking at us, after the kiss, the woman said: 'Oh, how beautiful!' I was a bit embarrassed, but my loverboy, or should I say toyboy, as I don't want to use his name, he having been married to a different girl from the other one for a year now, asked whether I would have a last drink with him.
Joe of course never lifted an eyebrow, him being used I suppose to little intrigues like this, and then of course, put on 'That's Amorè', his special song for would be lovers, and then watched us dance the rest of the night away. Nobody actually lifted an eyebrow!
I got to bed at five in the morning, after having had some trouble getting my beau to go home, as he wanted to come up for a coffee! Coffee indeed! But I eventually convinced him that Anna was up in the room, as we shared our possy, and he left then with fairly good grace!
Anna was not in the room when I got there, and I was worried sick, as Gordon  and her friend were not at the Ceilidh, and there was not a lot of people that would still be partying, where she could hang out! But I had to try and sleep, as in two hour's time we had to be in the kitchen again to start the first of our many tasks.
I had one heck of a morning, as Anna just did not pitch, and I had to keep myself together not to make a mess of people's breakfasts. I was worried sick, my imagination running riot, and I could see the red wine infused and lovelorn woman floating down the Balvaig, and into the loch! She was really so upset because Gordon was not at the Ceilidh, and she had been looking forward to spending the evening with him! But just as I was about ready to get a search party out to the loch, Anna appeared, one huge grin almost splitting her face, and she announced that she went to Gordon to see why he didn't come to the Ceilidh, and they had made it up! Naughty girl!