A Longing In My Heart-2014 Edition

[braveheart]

Hi All,

I have tried to copy and paste a couple of posts from the 2013 edition to allow me to make specific responses to them, but I don't seem to be able obtain an option to do this If anyone can give me some advice I would appreciate it, please.

Take care.

John

[margaretmcgettigan]

Hi John...Try this: Highlight whatever you want to copy, then hit Control "C". place your cursor where you want the new material to go and then hit Control "V". That should do it..hopefully.

Margaret

[Granny911]

Hi partner
Not sure which posts you have been trying to copy so I copied a few below from the last entries on your thread. Hope this helps if not let me know which ones you need copied and pasted. The control c, control v function works here in North America (as Margaret mentioned) not sure if you can now use it in the U.K. As I was over there a few years ago and was trying to use that function for something I needed to send back to my work in Canada and I lost the whole document and had to retype the whole thing, (although it may have been the program on my cousin's computer) anyway just thought I would try to help you out here. Hope this is of some help. Cheers, Sheila

THESE ARE COPIED AND PASTED FROM
PREVIOUS POSTS MADE IN 2013 "A longing in my heart thread"


Granny911 Post subject: Re: A longing in my heart
Posted: Mon Dec 23, 2013 6:44 pm

Joined: Fri Mar 08, 2013 6:09 pm
Posts: 111

Hi John (partner)
Glad you noticed my letter to Santa.
So Ingrid wants to be a Glaswegian? well bless her cotton socks! Hubby would love to be in that club too. Now you just behave yourself and don't be kidding Ingrid on about Glesga habits or traditions or any other nonsense. Says me who when I met hubby, my friend and I would sit and talk about him and his friends in pure slang, slagging them but all the while smiling like we were saying nice things. It was great fun while it lasted but these days nothing gets past him. As a matter of fact one time in Glasgow he had to translate for me as I couldn't understand what a Glaswegian was saying.
My kids can imitate the accent to a tee, hubby just a wee bit. Can I ask where Ingrid is from? If you don't want to answer in public I understand or you could send me a PM. Please thank Ingrid for her kind words.
Anyway I'm glad my Santa letter touched you as your "longing" post has touched me. Stay positive John, it will happen eventually. (even if we all have to chip in and buy the "Silents" bliddy hoose. ) Bye for now, Sheila



Granny911 Post subject: Re: A longing in my heart
Posted: Mon Dec 23, 2013 9:17 pm

Joined: Fri Mar 08, 2013 6:09 pm
Posts: 111

Hi John

Just your partner again
My son phoned today and wanted an update on your quest.
He came up with a suggestion for you. He said you should do a wee video introducing yourself to Mr & Mrs Silent, then post it on YouTube and then send another wee note to them with the link to the video and let them see you are a real person and your request is genuine. He said all you need is a phone that can take videos. So just thought I would pass this on to you. Cheers, Sheila


braveheart Post subject: Re: A longing in my heart
Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2013 6:08 pm
Joined: Tue Jan 15, 2013 7:01 pm
Posts: 106

{quote }Granny911 wrote:

Hi John
Just your partner again
My son phoned today and wanted an update on your quest.
He came up with a suggestion for you. He said you should do a wee video introducing yourself to Mr & Mrs Silent, then post it on YouTube and then send another wee note to them with the link to the video and let them see you are a real person and your request is genuine. He said all you need is a phone that can take videos. So just thought I would pass this on to you. Cheers, Sheila


Hi Sheila,

Sorry for delay on replying to your great suggestion Partner, but have been really busy over the last few days. Well I read your son's suggestion and thought I really like this, it certainly does make the point and it has a possibility of working. Thank your son for me and I will keep you informed if I decide to do it. Just need to mull it over.

Take care.

John







amelia Post subject: Re: A longing in my heart
Posted: Mon Dec 23, 2013 9:46 pm


Joined: Sun Feb 17, 2013 2:14 pm
Posts: 171

Hi Sheila that's a good idea your son suggested I only hope t answer his plea to see his house again.
Hoe you have a Merry Chritmas and enjoy your dinner
Amelia x

[braveheart]

Hi Sheila,

Thank you for copying that over for me, I can always rely on my partner to come up with the solution to a problem. A big thank you also Margaret, I appreciate it.

Well I just spent 45 minutes putting a response to one of your posts from last year Sheila and when I pushed the submit button I was asked to log in! Oh no I have lost the lot I don't know if I hadn't logged in initially or whether I had been logged off? I was on there typing for a long time though! So will have to try again tomorrow, shame it was a great story as well !

Take care.

John

[Granny911]

Hi John (partner)

Sorry to hear you lost what you had spent all that time typing, could it be anything to do with that malt whisky you've been into or as Freddy would say "have you been into the shortbread?" I had something weird happen here yesterday too, when I hit submit, I got this message saying that I may want to review my post as there was already a topic on this. I was replying to a post, so was confused at that directive. My message posted okay so no idea what that was all about. I hope you'll get back on and write that story again as we all need a few stories to get us up and running again. Take care John and all the best. Sheila

[braveheart]

Hi John (partner)

Sorry to hear you lost what you had spent all that time typing, could it be anything to do with that malt whisky you've been into or as Freddy would say "have you been into the shortbread?" I had something weird happen here yesterday too, when I hit submit, I got this message saying that I may want to review my post as there was already a topic on this. I was replying to a post, so was confused at that directive. My message posted okay so no idea what that was all about. I hope you'll get back on and write that story again as we all need a few stories to get us up and running again. Take care John and all the best. Sheila

Hi Sheila,

Yes it was strange, I cant remember that happening before. Well sorry to say the Malt whisky has been put back into the drinks cabinet until New Years next time around Believe it or not I don't really drink whisky I'm more of a beer lover, I love real ale, well some of them I do and some I'm not too keen on. I believe you can get real ale in Canada as I remember visiting an establishment in Toronto when I was over there on one of my trips, Nice it was too. Just had a piece of shortbread while writing this post, doesn't taste the same without the Malt though!

Going to try and write that post again now, hope I don't lose it again!!

Take care

John

[braveheart]

Granny911 Post subject: Re: A longing in my heart
Posted: Mon Dec 23, 2013 6:44 pm

Joined: Fri Mar 08, 2013 6:09 pm
Posts: 111

Hi John (partner)
Glad you noticed my letter to Santa.
So Ingrid wants to be a Glaswegian? well bless her cotton socks! Hubby would love to be in that club too. Now you just behave yourself and don't be kidding Ingrid on about Glesga habits or traditions or any other nonsense. Says me who when I met hubby, my friend and I would sit and talk about him and his friends in pure slang, slagging them but all the while smiling like we were saying nice things. It was great fun while it lasted but these days nothing gets past him. As a matter of fact one time in Glasgow he had to translate for me as I couldn't understand what a Glaswegian was saying.
My kids can imitate the accent to a tee, hubby just a wee bit. Can I ask where Ingrid is from? If you don't want to answer in public I understand or you could send me a PM. Please thank Ingrid for her kind words.
Anyway I'm glad my Santa letter touched you as your "longing" post has touched me. Stay positive John, it will happen eventually. (even if we all have to chip in and buy the "Silents" bliddy hoose. ) Bye for now, Sheila


Hi Sheila,

Very funny Sheila Yes all my kids can put on a great Glaswegian accent and Ingrid is not too bad at it herself. Ingrid is from England and a lovely woman she is too " got to say that because she will be asking me to update her on the recent posts on hear later sh, sh, sh... "

Ingrid and I get to Scotland occasionally but not as often as we would like, but I think there will be a trip coming up some time this year as we have been talking about it a lot recently. The last visit we paid was about six years ago when my beloved Auntie Anna died, God Bless her. We arrived in Glasgow and went straight to Auntie's house to join the wake and pay our respects, but what Ingrid wasn't prepared for was the gathering of the clan, all packed in to one room and telling stories of Auntie, which was fine but what stunned Ingrid was they were all talking full bore Glaswegian at 1000 miles per hour The look on her face as they all came over to greet her and drag her off into the centre of the room to meet everybody, she didn't quite know what to do with herself! You know what Scottish funerals are like Sheila, anything goes and usually does But what happened next is something that will stay with me forever, the expression on Ingrid's face when all of a sudden she spotted Auntie's beautiful coffin over in the corner of the room, I swear I could see the blood drain from her face as she didn't expect that the body of Auntie would be on display in the room and I had forgotten to mention it before hand, which I should have done knowing she had never been to a Scottish funeral before . However it didn't take long for her to feel more comfortable when she started to see how we all interacted with Auntie, all the family taking turns to go over and have a wee chat with Auntie as and when they wanted too. After a while Ingrid realised that she didn't need to seek permission from anyone to go and say hello to Auntie and was amazed that she could walk up on her own and no one taking any notice of you being there. It gave her confidence quite a boost and she felt much more relaxed after that.

Well I guess Ingrid thought she had seen it all now! But there was to be one last big surprise for her to witness. The time had come to say farewell to Auntie for the last time and each of us did so in a very traditional Scottish way. The look of surprise on Ingrid's face as she watched Auntie's Children, Grandchildren and other family members place Letters, Photo's, items of Jewellery, treasured football shirts and scarfs into her coffin, something she will never forget and neither will I, a treasured memory. Ingrid said to me later that evening back at the hotel " I have been thinking of the farewell I seen given to Auntie all day and now I know why you are always so proud to be Scottish and in particular Glaswegian...The love shown for a treasured family member and the giving of something personal to you, to them, Completely defines Scottish people...You Care A Lot and you don't mind showing it! "

Nothing sad about my wee story, just a wee reminder that if your not part of it, you'll never understand it.

I better go now as you may wonder if I'm having one of Amelia's special Bacardi and cokes!!!

Take care.

John

[Granny911]

Hi John (partner)
Lovely story about your Auntie's wake. Well John you can tell Ingrid she has one up on me there as I've never been to a wake in my life. When I lived in Scotland and had family die, I was just a kid so we kids were never allowed at the wakes. Over here I've never been to a wake either, but that was wonderful that Ingrid was able to be a part of such a special moment in your family's life. Although I've never been to one I can just imagine the scene and poor Ingrid hearing the babbling at 1000 words a minute of pure Glesga slang
I hope you & Ingrid do a trip to Scotland, think you would enjoy it.

Our trip is still on but have had to change plans regarding our dates, due to the expected grand baby's arrival, (unexpected by us ) so haven't figured out an exact month yet, looking like either June or September.
"Shhh, surprise, Mr/Mrs Silent you've got a visitor from Canada "

Regarding Bacardi and coke John, that's what I drink so Amelia and I have a thing or two in common.

Yes you can get real ale here at least here in BC. Lots of Micro breweries around and some of them award winners for the ale. Will take their word for it that their good, as ale is definitely not my thing. (see above)

Well partner thanks for the lovely story and keep them coming.

Take care my friend and hello to the lovely Ingrid from me. Cheers, Sheila

[amelia]

Hi All had a smile on my face when reading your posts, been to a lot of wakes was sad and also had some good laughs.
I remember one of my cousins was killed while he was driving a lorry so my ma was about the only "auld yin" left in the family, at the time she stayed with my sister in Govanhill so we collected her and we got a run up to Priesthill to pay our respects
The house was full with all my cousins and all their wanes and when they saw my ma walking into the house they couldn't get over seeing her as she was the spitting image of their father/granda so they were all wanting her to sit next to them. So off she went to the other corner of the room and left me and a cousin sitting blethering away.
My ma didn't go into pubs but she liked a drink when she came to peoples houses, she drank whiskey straight no water or lemonade in her drink she would tell people who asked if she wanted water in the whiskey that ruined the taste of the whiskey:lol: anyway we kept looking at her and she was getting drunker and drunker as they kept feeding her up with the whiskey.
When the time came for us to go home she could hardly "staun" she went over to my cousins wife and said "what a rare terr I've hid we'll have to do this again and no leave it so long" I practically lifted her bodily out of the house got her in my other halfs car and took her down to my big sisters and run like the "hammers". you should have heard my older sister she was going to go through me the state my ma was in. she suffered the following day never again said she Got another story but I'll leave that for another time to do with whiskey again
Amelia

[braveheart]

Hi All had a smile on my face when reading your posts, been to a lot of wakes was sad and also had some good laughs.
I remember one of my cousins was killed while he was driving a lorry so my ma was about the only "auld yin" left in the family, at the time she stayed with my sister in Govanhill so we collected her and we got a run up to Priesthill to pay our respects
The house was full with all my cousins and all their wanes and when they saw my ma walking into the house they couldn't get over seeing her as she was the spitting image of their father/granda so they were all wanting her to sit next to them. So off she went to the other corner of the room and left me and a cousin sitting blethering away.
My ma didn't go into pubs but she liked a drink when she came to peoples houses, she drank whiskey straight no water or lemonade in her drink she would tell people who asked if she wanted water in the whiskey that ruined the taste of the whiskey:lol: anyway we kept looking at her and she was getting drunker and drunker as they kept feeding her up with the whiskey.
When the time came for us to go home she could hardly "staun" she went over to my cousins wife and said "what a rare terr I've hid we'll have to do this again and no leave it so long" I practically lifted her bodily out of the house got her in my other halfs car and took her down to my big sisters and run like the "hammers". you should have heard my older sister she was going to go through me the state my ma was in. she suffered the following day never again said she Got another story but I'll leave that for another time to do with whiskey again
Amelia

Hi Amelia,

What a great story, so funny I know it's a funeral, but you've got to laugh at some of the things that happens, haven't you? I also have another story but like you Amelia, I will leave it for another time.

Take care.

John