Spent the day yesterday in deepest Berwickshire with the proof-readers for the next book in the series, ‘The Scottish Rally Championship 2010-2019’. Once I had been attacked by umpteen tail-wagging, lugs flapping wee dugs we sat down at the table to go through the draft, all 130,000 words of it! Susan checks my grammar (fewer queries this year, yee haa!) while Rodger checks the content (he kens more about rallying than I do!) and we didnae argue – too much!
Compounding this week’s workload, Alistair sent me a further selection of foties and as I’ve said so often before, it’s easy to pick what goes into the book, not so easy which ones to leave out because I’ve run out of space. Always a difficult task. The adverts are also starting to come in although I have room for one more if anyone is interested. There is a strict limit on advertising because I don’t want the book to look like a catalogue but it sure helps with the overall quality of the publication. And in case you hadn’t noticed, all the advertisers so far have a distinct connection with Scottish rallying – nae ootsiders!
Anyway, progress is being made.
One extra wee thing though. Having survived the en-route Edinburgh By-Pass stationery car park quite successfully yesterday morning I had time in hand before my appointment so stopped at Chirnside to visit the church cemetery and pay my respects. There are actually two headstones there because the World Champ lies beside his parents beside the wall at the north side of grounds and both graves looked well tended with fresh flowers. There’s also a wooden bench there for a wee seat and contemplation.
Anyway I was sitting there lost in thought when a head popped over the wall: “Have you seen a black labrador running about?” The head belonged to an elderly gent looking for his dog so we were having a nice wee chat when he asked if I would you like to see the photos? A few moments later his wife appeared with an envelope of personal photographs from happier times past and her own record of later sad events.
It was one of those poignant little moments that will live long in the memory. Grace’s clear voice and perfectly polite lilting diction recalling personal past memories of life and connections in this quiet part of the country. An absolutely lovely and very charming lady sharing her personal memories of a still revered world-wide personality. Thank you Grace.












