Not sure what happened there?  Decided to do a bit of last minute editing and its seems to have jumbled all my posts around.  My last one is Sally.  Why you ask am I writing this, well it has posted my first ever post at the top of my feed and as Sally is in hopital as we speak the mood is a little more sombre than my initial feeling of glee to have stumbled upon this world of blog!........

Now as I haven't finished my story about Sally I just wanted to explain why there are feelings of excitement mixed in with saddness, although I haven't got to that bit yet!  Yes I am a woman, yes I do have mood swings and there is a little bipolar thrown into the mix for good measure or manic depression which it used to be called back when the world made sense!........  I generally spend most of my time explaining myself and feeling apologetic for well just for being me which in itself makes me want to apolgise for apolgising.

Anyway back to Sally my beautiful friend, if I remember rightly we zipped the tent and bid the boys farewell, of a fashion........ I woke with the tent stuck to my face so zipped myself out of the sleeping bag and clambered out.  It soon became apparent that we had almost died the night previous and we were all counting our lucky stars Sally had stopped the car when she did and we didn't venture too far in the night for a wee.  She had parked the car on the edge of a ravine, well it was a quarry and had she have gone another 100 yards (not the best at math) there lay pending death.  So that was what the yocal local had been talking about, bizarre!