We had a lovely day, and after lunch and a look at the antique linen in Aberfeldy, It was time again for taking out my beach umbrella, and the two youngsters gave one very anxious look around at all the young boys , and made for the safety of the street corner, where they stood trying to look unconcerned and disinterested in the proceedings, until the Panda's engin sprang to life. Both then had another look around, and waited for every boy in the vicinity to be out of sight, before they legged it to the car, jumped in, and lay almost flat on the back seat trying to keep a low profile.
I was thinking back on two years ago, when I had a busdriver beau for a week, and my drive of humiliation through the streets of this same Aberfeldy, when his red rusted car with the shiny mags wouldn't start, and the low flying we did down the narrow and very steep little road to try and get the engin going, and the boombox that was rocking the little car like a boat in a storm at sea.
But how and so ever, we were again on the road, and I decided to take them to Crieff, and Comry, where we could maybe have tea and a cake.
We were sitting in The Granary, a cute little coffee shop in Comrie, eating away and laughing a lot, when suddenly from across the road a very, very handsome man came through the door, and mumbling something about Irma that was beautiful, he gave her a piece of paper with a telephone number, and a message that asked her so nicely to phone him, and that his name was Ally!  The girls were aghast that their mother could pick up a man, and the two of them, all dressed to kill, had only a few very interested looks from the Scottish boys!
We tried to convince her to phone the handsome lad, but she was adamant that she was not cheap, and that she was passed the teenage stage where dates were made like that! We laughed at her, accusing her of being a ninny, and scared of men, and what not, but it was Liz and Hanna who in the end convinced her that she was on holiday in a foreign country, and she might just as well forget all her good and modest ways, and have some fun for a change!
But what we didn't know was that in the meantime Ally's friend had played a horrible trick on him, and got an American friend of him to phone Ally and make a date to meet at a pub in Comry. So after some long and difficult negotiations, and all of us standing around her in case she got cold feet, Irma phoned this guy, and he was absolutely flabbergasted, and told her that the woman he had given the number to, had already phoned him. Now it was Irma's turn to be rattled, and she told him that she had definitely not phoned yet, and put down the phone. But this lad was not to be put off, and as he now had her number, he made a date to meet her the next day at a pub in Callender, where they could have lunch. It was all a mystery at this stage.