Brae. A gay woman's tale!

Im having a quiet one this year … just with my folks.  It will be a funny old time … I will be thinking back on my beautiful Brae who died on Christmas Day last year.

I still miss my beautiful dug … but wee Sprouty certainly has filled a big hole in my heart.

At least this year I can also save some money by not having to buy presents for a girlfriend! … good job really since I have just spent a load of money on buying presents for “Poppy” … my new caravan that arrives on Saturday! … still haven’t sold Alice Alice yet … but she will go … I am not in any hurry although parking may be a bit tight.

I know 2019 is going to be better than this year (couldn’t have got much worse for me!) … and Im looking forward to trips away in my new fantastic caravan with my friends … and I don’t have to try to work around anyone but myself! … freedom is a great thing when you don’t need to have someone in your life.

From your own mistakes, from your own pride, from your own guilt… and you know you have fucked up.

a couple of nights away on a wee break up at the eco pods at Loch Katrine.

There should have been a wee group of us here but for various reasons, in the end only Leanne and I (plus Sprout and Ollie) made it here…eventually, after I managed to take us to the wrong end of Loch Katrine).

It is very mild, so tonight we sat outside with a couple of bottles of Prosecco … trouble was, we had the dogs tied up outside earlier and I managed to trip overs lead. I was very lucky., I nearly landed face first on my glass… but instead landed on Leanne’s fire pit!… thankfully not lit yet!…. but bloody hell, I haven’t half given my left knee a knock! I hope I can bend it tomorrow!

Tomorrow we plan on a wee sail up Loch Katrine with the dogs (who are both having to sleep in Leanne’s pod because my pod doesn’t allow them).

Hopefully the weather will stay mild.