All good things….

My last 2 shifts were early Saturday and Sunday at the Ibrox stadium for the Rugby Sevens. My lovely host Erika got up at the break of dawn to give me a lift into Glasgow.

Unfortunately I wasn’t one the lucky Clyde-siders who got to be on the side lines to attend to the wounded hunky rugby players, but it was a thrill to be there nonetheless.

This was my first experience of Rugby Sevens and I have to say it was fantastic, so exciting. Not only the games but the entertainment in between as well, good old Des clarke was on hand again to stir up the crowds with Kiss Cam, Air guitar Cam, Karaoke and Bongo Cam. The crowd got behind every single team especially the underdogs such as Uganda playing New Zealand, every try scored was cheered on, whichever team got the point.

To my knowledge there was no crowd trouble for either of the days. Luckily my partner Katie and I only had 3 incidents to attend to, so all in all it was a fantastic end to my Commonwealth Games experience.

I am so delighted that I made the effort to apply to become a volunteer back in May 2013. When I traveled to Scotland this time last year for my interview I had no idea how fabulous it would be. I have made some fantastic friends and had the most amazing time.

Now it’s all ended I feel I need to do more to challenge myself so I’m thinking of joining the British Red Cross, initially as a first aider for events, but maybe to volunteer abraod and use my nursing skills.

Watch this space.

 

Steve, carole and Katie at ibrox

Well earned rest

After the excitement of the opening ceremony I had 2 days off to relax and take in some Scottish sights.

On Thursday my hosts, Erika and George, took me on a day trip to the Trossachs National Park. Just north of Stirling this park is breathtakingly beautiful with lochs and mountains galore. We spent most of the day exploring various lochs stopping off for lunch and a cupsĀ of tea in the lovely sunshine.

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On the way home we stopped off at Aberfoyle, this village at the gateway of the Trossachs has a few claims to fame. Mary Queen of Scots spent some of her childhood there and during her short lived reign she used the Priory as a refuge to hide from her cousin Queen Elizabeth I. The village boasts a tree climbed by Rob Roy to hide from the law and Robert Kirk, the man who did the first Gaelic translation of the Book of Psalms, was minister of Aberfoyle Parish.

But it’s cutest claim to fame in my opinion was the lovely sheepdog, Bess, who herded a group of ducks around an assault course…..very entertaining.

The next day I really didn’t have any plans until a fellow Clyde-sider texted me in the morning. I met Christine in the centre of Glasgow so we could soak up the atmosphere that was electric everywhere, again the weather was glorious. We had a lovely afternoon mooching around, chatting to loads of people caught up in the excitement of the games and having one or two bevvies.

 

 

clyde and us

drinks in the square