tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post6232838821066420563..comments2023-10-11T13:36:40.615+01:00Comments on menopausaloldbag (MOB): Part 4 - The Catastrophic Effect - A retrospective accountmenopausaloldbag (MOB)http://www.blogger.com/profile/04320287770097378027noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-48519059609326876652008-04-26T15:19:00.000+01:002008-04-26T15:19:00.000+01:00A mothers place - thanks for that. Yup life is in...A mothers place - thanks for that. Yup life is indeed bitter sweet and I hopefully conveyed that.<BR/><BR/>Carolyn - y'see us Glaswegians are the greatest chatters in the world, equalled only by the Irish! Glad I managed to evoke some heritage stuff for you. You must be a true Scot to love Haggis! Oh yeah, I love black pudding too!menopausaloldbag (MOB)https://www.blogger.com/profile/04320287770097378027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-29863278885401549722008-04-26T06:29:00.000+01:002008-04-26T06:29:00.000+01:00Yippee! MOB is a Glasweian. Now I know why I like ...Yippee! MOB is a Glasweian. Now I know why I like you so much!<BR/><BR/>Perhaps this was supposed to be a sombre post, but it genuninely filled me with joy. My great grandfather was born in Paisley, as were most of his ancestors before that, so I <I>finally</I> understand why I'm just so darn chatty! As I read this I could see myself at the bus stop on the giving end of that bag of salt and vinegar chips, along with my life story, all before the next bus arrived.<BR/><BR/>And as for the food. Sorry, but I love haggis, especially with creamy mashed potatoes, and the best haggis I've ever had was from a lovely butcher in Glasgow. The real treat in our house though is Black Pudding. It's a Christmas morning tradition, but sadly the butcher who used to make the best Black Pudding in Vancouver finally retired after many years, so a quest has begun to find a new and worthy supplier. Sigh.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for the lovely trip to Scotland, even though the reason for the excursion was such a sad one.Carolynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04340061182737906221noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-89938849128247531392008-04-23T22:48:00.000+01:002008-04-23T22:48:00.000+01:00What a lovely post - moving and funny and touching...What a lovely post - moving and funny and touching all at once. And it's a real privilege to be with you on this road. Love and thoughts, M xxA Mother's Place is in the Wronghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12383766405951386903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-80805768624477970362008-04-22T19:41:00.000+01:002008-04-22T19:41:00.000+01:00Inthemud - thanks for such nice feedback. I found...Inthemud - thanks for such nice feedback. I found your post about the suite really good and great fun to read. Blogs come in all shapes and sizes some funny, some sad, some informative. There's room for all! I've blogged about bugger all in general before these latest posts, it's just swings and roundabouts!menopausaloldbag (MOB)https://www.blogger.com/profile/04320287770097378027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-43041083898847050452008-04-22T17:11:00.000+01:002008-04-22T17:11:00.000+01:00Just popped by to say thank you for visting my blo...Just popped by to say thank you for visting my blog and found this most moving post you've written.<BR/><BR/>What a dreadful situation to have to deal with, felt for you as you supported your brother through his grief as well as dealing with it yourself.<BR/><BR/>Very touching portrayal of your journey up to Scotland<BR/><BR/>My blog seems benial in comparison, going on about sofas!Inthemudhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12551873512058789152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-84803446552399436202008-04-22T09:59:00.000+01:002008-04-22T09:59:00.000+01:00Auntiegwen - empire biscuits! I had toally forgot...Auntiegwen - empire biscuits! I had toally forgotten all about those and had a quick look on the net for them. Memories, medmories!<BR/><BR/>Milla - I know exactly what you and your husband went through. Such a shock, such a devastating thing to happen. Glad you are finding it cathartic and I guess what surprises me is that 'the catastrophic effect' is more common than I thought. Thanks for sharing your situation as it must be difficult to write about it. <BR/><BR/>Aims - yup Oscar hits the nail on the head so often! Him and Winston Churchill - two remarkable people who have left us with a rich repository of quotes to sum up life with.<BR/><BR/>Suzy - if you went to Glasgow you'd be made very welcome indeed! Thank you for your lovely comments.<BR/><BR/>Dusty - just make sure that there isn't a shoot going on around the time of the wedding! You could end up with buckshot in yer arse with a roadkill hat on yer heed!<BR/><BR/>Lane - ta hen, you are so complimentary as usual.<BR/>It's taken a while to get the blog look sorted as I hadn't realised how different it looks on other screens and the dark look was just awful on my desktop but looked great on the laptop. <BR/><BR/>Eileen - oh thank you so much and given your latest story I am chuffed you should be so complimentary as your writing is just amazing.menopausaloldbag (MOB)https://www.blogger.com/profile/04320287770097378027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-30999654205776794542008-04-22T09:19:00.000+01:002008-04-22T09:19:00.000+01:00Billy - What a rip off - 75 shecks just to join up...Billy - What a rip off - 75 shecks just to join up! You could buy a few bottles of the golden stuff for that instead!<BR/><BR/>Mopsa - I didn't know you could get a vegetarian haggis! <BR/><BR/>Mean Mom - oh the black humour that surrounds funerals! I absolutely loved your tale and it had me laughing my socks off. <BR/><BR/>Have you been bailed yet?menopausaloldbag (MOB)https://www.blogger.com/profile/04320287770097378027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-72995581089408844422008-04-22T04:13:00.000+01:002008-04-22T04:13:00.000+01:00Such wonderful writing. So touching, love the fam...Such wonderful writing. So touching, love the family dynamics and relationships and funny (Glasgow descriptions, my own addiction to shortbread). This is a story I can't wait to read more of, and I really do feel like I am right there with you. <BR/>XOXOXAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-77956702639996268292008-04-21T19:03:00.000+01:002008-04-21T19:03:00.000+01:00Forgot to say - like the new template! Much easier...Forgot to say - like the new template! Much easier to read:-)Lane Mathiashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08147122748453850264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-32761987662511436152008-04-21T19:00:00.000+01:002008-04-21T19:00:00.000+01:00Great post MOB. I love the description of your 'we...Great post MOB. I love the description of your 'wee miracle mammy'. <BR/>You're writing from the heart and we're right there with you.Lane Mathiashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08147122748453850264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-4778547818865329992008-04-20T15:50:00.000+01:002008-04-20T15:50:00.000+01:00You know you said on my post about the mother of t...You know you said on my post about the mother of the bride outfit that I shouldn't go out and by one of those feathery "roadkill" affairs?? Well guess what! I did!! I promise it doesn't look like a roadkill. Honest. (I like it anyway......) Flick xDusty Spiderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06422088766499401074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-22669168735999646422008-04-20T14:29:00.000+01:002008-04-20T14:29:00.000+01:00The description of Glasgow and it's citizens is re...The description of Glasgow and it's citizens is remarkable. Makes me feel as if I know them and would be more than happy to stand at a bustop and listen to their stories.<BR/>The contrast between the drives to your family's place is so very well written. I can feel the difference, I am there in the car with you.<BR/><BR/>Love you<BR/><BR/>SuzySuzyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18323394956423706365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-21970593269113436162008-04-19T17:37:00.000+01:002008-04-19T17:37:00.000+01:00I loved your Oscar Wilde comment thrown in there.....I loved your Oscar Wilde comment thrown in there...he was so often on the mark wasn't he?<BR/><BR/>Losing a parent marks our own mortality and all those around us. The end of our childhood - the reality of our adulthood.<BR/><BR/>Well written MOB - taking us with you step by step - or mile by mile...aimshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12685252628734838159noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-88672559708303011452008-04-18T22:31:00.000+01:002008-04-18T22:31:00.000+01:00It's sort of a relief for you to be going through ...It's sort of a relief for you to be going through the stages we know you have to , just to get you through them. My husband's parents died, suddenly, within a month of each other when he was 37 and I was 30. It was that brutish facing of mortality, that forcing to see our own viewpoint (like Mark saying he saw his own parents' mortality) that so compounds the horror of the situation - not only what it is, but what it replicates to come or which has past. oh dear. so sad. and yet all I do now is whitter on about adverts. I do hope that all this is cathartic for you MOB since it's as cathartic as hell for the rest of us! xxMillahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15967731998504496807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-1280047513515202522008-04-18T17:29:00.000+01:002008-04-18T17:29:00.000+01:00It's a horrible journey to make under those circum...It's a horrible journey to make under those circumstances, hope you're okay xx<BR/><BR/>You didnae bring me back any empire biscuits, by any chance ??auntiegwenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03605486752049211743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-61896700628853651922008-04-18T15:43:00.000+01:002008-04-18T15:43:00.000+01:00I really enjoyed the funny remarks, mixed in with ...I really enjoyed the funny remarks, mixed in with the sad, because that's how life is, isn't it? On the way to my father-in-law's funeral, as we passed the pub' down the road, my sister-in-law was grief stricken, but managed to gasp 'I bet that's the first time dad's passed the pub' without going in!' She was probably right. He did die in there, after all, and that is the way he would have wanted it!<BR/><BR/>I have enjoyed haggis, neeps and tatties on more than one occasion, mainly because my brother-in-law made me. Adore shortbread, but try not to eat it often.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for being a character witness, for me. Fortunately, I am allowed access to the internet, whilst in my cell. Excuse the tipping mistakkkes. I am tiping with my nosey because of the restraints.Mean Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07829239249872290230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-14790313822081089472008-04-18T13:12:00.000+01:002008-04-18T13:12:00.000+01:00Isn't it intriguing that food is such a heavily la...Isn't it intriguing that food is such a heavily laden marker for a place and a space? So much suet, so much bliss! I absolutely adore the peppery yumminess of haggis and would happily eat it at any time of the year, although I make a point of doing so on Burns night as it's available then. But what's with the vegetarian variety? Might as well have chocolate cake made without chocolate. Funeral baked meats though, they are almost impossible to swallow.Mopsahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17912659592484055741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-23601079868556247482008-04-18T09:59:00.000+01:002008-04-18T09:59:00.000+01:00A moving post, but not without its lighter moments...A moving post, but not without its lighter moments. On our occasional visits to friends in Falkirk we always enjoyed the early morning fresh bread rolls from the local bakery (now closed, I believe) and the square sausage. I visited the UK Malt Whisky site but balked at the minimum membership fee of £75!Stinking Billyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13577508577062044906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-32335993629519623322008-04-17T23:21:00.000+01:002008-04-17T23:21:00.000+01:00TMOTL = haggis being the national dish of Scotland...TMOTL = haggis being the national dish of Scotland is loved by a great many people. I will probably be lynched for being derisory about it! It is of course synonymous with Burns night but emain convinced that a lot of people eat it beacuse they got pissed on the scotch first!<BR/><BR/>SLTW - Hi hen, praise indeed from a fellow Scot! I have to agree with you that Daldowie makes me sad every time I go past it on my way home. <BR/><BR/>Valley's mam - dear god what a sad sad time for you. How on earth did you cope with that lot? Your heart must have been shattered into a thousand pieces. We do come through some truly terrible things though, don't we? <BR/><BR/>Liked your comment about Glasgow being a city of contrasts - sums it up perfectly. It's where my heart is.menopausaloldbag (MOB)https://www.blogger.com/profile/04320287770097378027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-30864122359917247362008-04-17T17:34:00.000+01:002008-04-17T17:34:00.000+01:00Lots of memories surfaced reading this. memories o...Lots of memories surfaced reading this. memories of Glasgow and good friends I made there and a love of that city of contrasts.<BR/>memories too of my parents, both dead a long while and how little these days I think about them.<BR/>My mother died on mothers day, six weeks after my first husband was killed in a car smash. I still recall her taking her last frail breaths and slipping away very gently. My dad who was my rock lived another five years, but he was racked wit the legacy of working in dirty industry here in South Wales. He has a massive heart attack in Tescos of all places, he had gone to stock up on goodies for my two little ones who were his two eyes. The policeman who attended was my cousin who came to tell me and who broke his heart crying with me.<BR/>It is odd being an only child with no parents, you loose a leg of your table. I have a mother in law from my second marriage who is 86 and still like a button. My dad died at 71, my mother at 64.<BR/>Cherish your parents, you can never replace themAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-83846807721050858712008-04-17T14:10:00.000+01:002008-04-17T14:10:00.000+01:00Fabulous take on Glasgow and so true. Never have ...Fabulous take on Glasgow and so true. Never have tried haggis, but shortbread I love it, although I have to say you did slightly put me off!<BR/><BR/>What a horrible journey home to make, another touching part to your story. I was greetin' as soon as you passed Daldowie. xxShe's like the windhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10075810201419237816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2654568138065426769.post-62267908874550624302008-04-17T10:31:00.000+01:002008-04-17T10:31:00.000+01:00I feel as though I'm living through this.I had hag...I feel as though I'm living through this.<BR/><BR/>I had haggis one New Year's Eve. I quite liked it acrually.the mother of this lothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04173598381711792094noreply@blogger.com