Pippa Middletion (29th October 2012)

Its been a ‘funny old week’. I’ve met royalty, my son fell into a river and with Stacey we’ve made 50 pints of Christmas Puddings!

The first of these episodes started as schools finished for half term. Joe and me took the opportunity to visit my brother Andrew in Aberdeenshire.  In fact when we got there we soon realized that he lives 40 minutes from the nearest civilized place.  Aberdeen.  Trees and fields for as far as you could see.  Very picturesque but a severe lack of human existence.  Nonetheless, we had a good time and we were well looked after by Andrew and Claire.  We even managed to squeeze in the new James Bond movie  Skyfall, which was excellent. 

In fact,  I managed to squeeze in plenty of rest and recuperation as I still couldn’t do much following my gallbladder op.

However, the real fun began when Joe and I arrived in Aberdeen Airport for our return flybe flight to Birmingham.  We passed through security and couldn’t help thinking that the person following me looked familiar.

“Blimey!”  I twigged who it was.  It was none other than Pippa Middleton.  You know the Duchess of Cambridge’s sister.  Yeah that’s it!  The one with the nice backside.

I couldn’t believe my eyes.  Boys believe me she is as gorgeous in real life as she is on TV.  I was speechless and mouthing to Joe “look its Pippa Middleton”.

Joe was suitably unimpressed and thought his Dad was a complete loser.

I couldn’t help but have a wry smile.  Pippa had set the security scanner off and was being frisked by the security guard.  What I would have given for that job!  There we were stood at the conveyor belt together waiting for our stuff to come through.  It was one of those awkward moments.  We both knew what each other were thinking.  We were made for each other and this was our chance.  Sadly, neither of us grasped the opportunity.  A fleeting look and it was over.  We could have been so good for each other. Then the alarm went off.  I floated back to Earth.   All I could see was that beautiful butt disappearing into the BA Lounge. What might have been J