Tuesday, March 30, 2004

30 March, Tuesday: Today Ros said, “Jeri, my name is pronounced Rose.” I said I knew that—Rose. She said, No it’s Rose. I said, that’s what I said—Rose. Back and forth, back and forth. Finally she said said NO, ROSE. I replied, “Do you mean it’s pronounced Roz?” She said, “That’s what I’ve been saying---Rose!”

I told her I was going nuts with this language thing.

On the way to the airport I asked the taxi driver some questions. The Trossons (I think that’s what he said) are the mountains that surround Glasgow. Make a lovely sight.

The building that looks like a miniature Sydney Opera House on the River Clyde is actually the Armadillo. Not the formal name of course, but the nickname because that’s what it looks like. And it is indeed a concert hall.

He recommended I go to Loch Lomond for my holiday. Oh, so many choices.

When I told him I was thinking about the Loch at St. Fillen, he said I should go to St. Fillen Cave on the east coast. There’s a keeper of the key who will give the key to you and you go to the cave and unlock the padlock. On the inside is an altar honouring St. Fillen. He said it was very cool. Sounds tempting. I’d love something like that.

Tomorrow to work, and then to Chorley for CSz.

posted by Jerilyn Dufresne, author @ 15:55