The day after my fall in Glasgow I did not go up a mountain or down to a river that usually runs far below in a glen, as my knee was quite stiff, and I decided to just take a rest and spend a peaceful day visiting my friends that I sometimes neglect a wee bit. I prefer to go out alone, as Hanna wanted to be back at five when her soapies started, and Liz wanted to be back to open her bottle of red! To me the most beautiful part of the day was at sundown, when the animals came out to play and eat, and I had seen some wonderful things happening by just sitting quietly.
Dusk is the time when the rabbits come out to play, and to sit and watch the babies come out, first their noses, quivering with fright in case there was some bird of pray, or fox close by, but when they found all safe, they really made me laugh out loud many a time with their antics.
Hanna was at home, and invited me to lunch, and I gladly excepted, as she always brings out the lovliest eats, and I just love her chips.
We were sitting in her garden after lunch, when Fiona came passed and stopped to say hi. She worked at the village shop where she runs the post office as part of her duties, and if Fiona feels like a tittle tattle, you have to kind of get yourself ready for a long afternoon, as she would bring a bottle of red wine, and if that is finished Hanna would scratch around her cupboards, where she would usually dislodge some or other kind of alcohol, and if that is finished before Fiona's partner Ewan came back from work, Fiona would sprint to the village shop for more wine.
It was always so nice and friendly, and we were later joined by Liz and Emma, and as we laugh a lot, and of course talk a bit about the odd and other people in the village, all of us would be nicely alcohol infused by the time Ewan drove passed. On seeing his car, if Fiona still had a bit of sense left, she would hurry over and call for him to come and join us. Sometimes he did, but he had learned by now to get Fiona home to cook something for her hungry family  while reason still prevailed.
Hanna refused to let me go back to my hotel, as she was very sure that I never eat anything when I am on my own, and although she was quite unsteady on her legs, and the utensils kept on cluttering to the floor, making both of us laugh uproariously, she managed to cook quite a decent meal.
I was also a bitty sozzled, and as the new policemen had during the space of about six months relieved eighty persent of the Strathyre men of their drivers licences for a few years for drunken driving, I was not taking a chance, and Hanna made some strong coffee to sober me up, and we had decided that I would take the small backroad back, just in case.
I feared the back road, as the huge pine trees that lined this excuse for a road, grew steeply down the mountain side, and had the habit of falling over every now and again, and a lot fell across the road. I was quite neurotic about a tree falling on my little Panda, and had many a near collision with another car or a bicycle, for I just put my foot down and roared through the forest, and that was a bit silly of me, as the road was hardly wide enough for one car, and there were passing places everywhere.
But I made it back safely, my injured leg aching unbearably all of a sudden, and I was worried as I had to work the next day, and there was just nobody that could take over, Susan not coming in at all during the day now.