Wedding,Wedding where is this heading?

On Friday we went to our nephew’s wedding and it was a wonderful day, full of love and laughter. Great to get together with extended family and be a part of a life enhancing event. 

   

  
The bride, Lizzie, was stunning and the groom, Daniel very handsome. All family and friends were suited and booted and following a short ceremony, the celebrations began. The meal was delicious, especially the dessert!

   
 
After the speeches there was the first dance- Al Green’s let’s stay together.The band then played tunes requested in advance from the guests, a lovely touch. 

I love these occasions as there is always so much joy, with hopes and dreams as the couple’s new married life begins. 

And so on our long drive home it brought back memories of when Andrew and Lis married on 10/11/12. 

  

The day goes by in a blur and everyone is caught up in the moment. But every now and then there is a song, a scent that triggers the memories. Tears are never far away – and I am immensely proud of what Andrew and Lis have done since that day, a true embodiment of what marriage is about, love, support, tears of both sadness but also great joy and laughter! 
Every time I hear David Bowie’s ‘Heroes’ I remember how amazed I was to see Andrew dance, and be in time! I still remember Tony’s speech with trips down memory lane and hysterical photoshopped images! 

Hopefully it may not be too much longer that we have another family celebration and I wish the new Mr and Mrs McIntosh all they wish for together. X👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

Work life

I return to work tomorrow after the summer break and it’s hit me that I have worked at the school for 10 years!

That’s made me think of how fortunate I have been in my working life. I left school in November 1977 to work for the DHSS as a clerical officer. I worked there for 2 1/2 years until I made a move into the City. I didn’t really want to change but my boyfriend at the time felt it would be good so that we could have access to a cheap mortgage.

I secured a job at Libra Bank in London Wall and not only worked my way through roles in Accounts, Back Office and finally the Dealing Room, but also met Kevin my husband and enjoyed the notoriety of being the only female dealer the bank had.

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I worked there for 10 years until the bank closed in 1990 and went to work as a corporate dealer for West LB until I left in 1991 to have our second son, Joseph.

I had our daughter in 1994 and enjoyed the stay at home mum sojourn until I went to work for ECC in 1999. This let me still have the school holidays off and still enjoy  time with our kids even in the teenage years.

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I learned a lot about education finance and jumped at the chance to go for the job at SJP in 2005.

Who knows what the future holds so let’s see what happens and keep an open mind!image

Early days!

Before the move to England I enjoyed a happy childhood with two sets of grandparents Grandma and Grandda Ramsay and Dora, who we visited often. We would stay with the Dora grandparents Joe and Tini (short for Valentina) as they had an attic at the very top of the building above the Thistle fish and chip shop they ran in Applegate.

Most mornings we would be woken by the strains of Mrs Swankie’s pigeons (seagulls) and their cries for food! Monday was the day the fish and chip shop was closed so we would bundle into my Grandfather’s Rover, his pride and joy, for a drive around the many beautiful sites of North East Scotland.

We would stop for a high tea or all squeeze into Uncle Chae’s and enjoy steak pie, scones, apple pie, the works. I remember watching the High Chapparal, a cowboy programme (very popular in its time).

There was fun and laughter and time spent with cousins as part of an extended family. I have so many fond memories of this time, although once I went to school we were restricted to school holidays to visit.

Life in Leith in a tenement block could on occasion be fraught with a few scary moments, not that I was aware of them at the time, it was only subsequently as I got older that my Mum told the stories of needles being left at the bottom of the block and junkies getting their fix.

My parents were exceptional in shielding my sister and I from these less savoury aspects of life! For which we are thankful.

I have one less than savoury episode where my friend and I were walking to school and a man exposed himself to us. We were shocked at what we saw and never said anything to anyone about this, but were forced to after the same person tried to abduct my friend when she was on her own one day. Fortunately he was caught as he worked at a garage on the route we took. I did have nightmares for many subsequent years where I could see his face clearly and it ended with a female police officer taking him away.

My Dad’s parents, Jim and Jane Ramsay, lived near the golf course at Arbroath, where Jim was the green keeper. We would often go out for tea until they moved to a flat in the town. Grandma Ramsay died in 1967 after being ill for sometime, and Joseph, our second son was born 25 years to the day she died.

First post!

When I was a lot younger I never thought I would marry, let alone have a family, but I have been blessed with a fantastic husband  Kevin, and three wonderful children Andrew, Joseph and Georgina, who have given us such a rich and varied family life.

It’s been a privilege to see them grow both physically and mentally into the caring people they are today. May that continue as they face up to the many challenges life throws at them, safe in the knowledge that they have each other as well as the partners that they share their lives with.


Life began for me in July 1961 in Arbroath, Scotland. We lived in Leith, an area of Edinburgh. Our family was completed when my sister Elaine Marie arrived in 1966. We returned to Arbroath in 1968 as my Dad moved to London, relocating for work and to find somewhere for us all to live.

On 22nd June 1969, I made my 1st Holy Communion in the morning and caught the train to England via the overnight sleeper to London E15, where we became Eastenders!