More applause please, I still rock

Leadhills Flower Show today. I had eleven entries and won eight prizes - that'll be about four quid. I saw an old friend and was shocked by her frailty, but then her adored husband died earlier this year, she collapsed and is only recently out of hospital. I think I shall try and keep in touch with her, send her letters or such like. Her address is easy to remember - the house is called Wet Bush. Honest! Would I lie?

There was much reminiscing about my antics as a waitress: learning Latin verbs while washing up, waking up sleeping weirdos by slamming tea trays next to their heads, playing gin rummy when we ran out of customers. We had an absolute scream the entire time. Jackie was wondering how we ever got any work done given our carry on, but I must have been a reasonable waitress, because I got mega tips.