Nan - Iain's Sister
Graeme - Nan's eldest son
Iain - Nan's Second Son
Ernest Anderson - Cousin, Architect, Head of Architecture at an Edinburgh University
Linda Anderson - Ernest's wife
David Wandrum - Sheila's husband
Sheila Wandrum - Cousin
David Webster - Husband of Lillias
Lillias Webster - Friend and co-worker of Nan
Yesterday we set off for Stirling after lunch and before Dad went to a wine and shortbread function at his residence. We went round a shopping centre and made our last purchases and had dinner before heading for Bo'ness. Iain was at home and we talked with him for a while, then Graeme arrived and we discussed our holiday with him. He had visited many of the places we had been to.
Eventually Nan came home about 11:15pm and she showed us her photos of our trip and we eventually made it to bed about 2:30am.
This morning Graeme and I went to Glasgow. Christine stayed and had a lazy day at Nan's. We parked the car and set off on foot, in the rain. Graeme went to see about his business and I regretted not having taken the camera as I wandered round old haunts from many years ago in the city where I was born. The "Hielan' Man's Umbrella" - a large railway bridge over Argyll Street; Argyll Street itself, with its many shops which had changed hands since I was last there, probably 17 or more years ago; George Square, a smaller edition of London's Trafalgar Square, with Walter Scott in place of Nelson, surrounded by statues of such notables as a very young Queen Victoria on Horseback, Robert Peel, after whom the bobbies and peelers of today's police forces get their name, and several others of less note.
The buildings of Glasgow have lost much of their grime of yesteryear and look very smart in the natural limestone, granite and marble of which they were built many years ago. Reconstruction and renovation continues as we have found throughout this trip.
The rain continued to pour down and I cut short my tour without going to Exchange Square where the Exchange Building stands. This is notable to me as my maternal grandfather was a master mason employed in its construction and his initials, along with the other master masons' is inscribed on one of the stones high up on the building.
Instead I returned to the shopping centre where I had arranged to meet Graeme and where we had lunch before returning to Bo'ness.
Nan had invited two of our cousins and their spouses for dinner, along with good friends Lillias and David. We helped prepare for their arrival, then had dinner and a long evening of lively discussion, much of which centred on the new Scottish Parliament Building. Ernest was an ardent defender of the building, while most others, especially David Webster, were critical of it, as had been one of our other Canadian cousins who had visited Scotland earlier this year and had sent Ernest a reasoned argument for her views. The very happy evening - despite the differences of opinion - lasted well into the night before we were free to finish packing and get to bed.