Church and a Party and Fish and Chips

It poured with rain on Sunday, September 30, 2012, but we found a reasonable parking place didn't get too wet.  This is the inside of St. George's Tron church where we worshiped that morning.

In the afternoon there was a birthday party for Taylor's grandson.

Here's mom holding the cake for the candle blow out.  (She might be helping a little.) The party theme was monsters and we were virtually overrun by children under a meter tall.

When I entered the room I thought I probably wouldn't know too many people.  I was shocked when a tall young man came directly to me and gave me a hug! Thinking this was a rather warm welcome for Glasgow. Then he said, "Don't you remember me, Georgia? I'm Robbie Brodie!"  Here is a photo of him and his family.  Robbie also was a volunteer on the OMF Office Project in 1999.

Seonaid and Tom were at the party too. Nice to see all the Taylor kids married!




                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    I may have the day wrong, but one evening when I was in Glasgow we had fish and chips from the local chippy.  What's not to love about this meal?  I didn't have mushy peas though either of the times I had this in the UK. Not too sure if that's a regional side dish.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      John also got one serving of haggis and chips and gave me some to taste.  In this modernized form, without it's sheep's stomach casing I found it to be quite tasty.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     Am I a Scot or what?