|One of many comics passed down to me by the Blades'.|
|Poster based on a painting by Tom Curr.|
I recall Liz, Fiona and me crossing the whole of Edinburgh by bus(es) the seven miles from the hills to the sea, to the Art Deco Portobello Open Air Pool (sadly demolished-imagine having such a cultural asset as a lido today)-what a beautiful white building that was with its straight lines and sharp angles.
|Photograph by Lily and Thomas McGurk.|
|Photo by Danny Callaghan.|
Nana and Gaga as they were affectionately known by the three grandchildren were never daunted when I arrived with a group of pals. A grand tea and spread was always rattled up from nothing-usually a small plate (yes-the famous Buchan Pottery) of bacon, egg and fried potatoes followed by scones and home made strawberry jam and a plate of buns.
|The table at 45 Durham Road-a typical spread. (Photo by Heather Robertson)|
Whilst Liz and Fiona behaved immaculately in my grandparents' presence there was a streak of mischief to them too-I recall while visiting the loo and casually looking up to the upper window to see them balancing precariously on the windowsill, laughing and giggling away, whilst looking in at me having a pee-I almost wet myself!
To top off the day we were then chauffeur driven home in my grandfather's big grey Ford Zephyr-back home we'd sleep well before the Big Ben repeater alarm bells sounded early the following morning-the bells calling us to papers rather than to church-aye we had to pay for such innocent pleasures.