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It's been a hard few months since I had to leave Arran and make my way on the big bad mainland but it's not all bad. In fact some of it is great!

After all the horrors of the last year (see the archive on the right of this page) things are looking up! The Store is open again this weekend and I've been on my holidays and I've got even better news!!!

So back on Arran this weekend! Come visit me at the art store in Lamlash, 1st shop on your left coming from Brodick. I t'll be great to see everyone. I'm looking for staff and it's still up for sale but at least I can get it open again!!!

Himself whisked me off on a whole fortnight to Spain! Can you imagine, two whole weeks in September? I'd never do that for anyone else. Haven't been on hols for more than a few days since opening the shop! It was wonderful.. Apart from me going over on my ankle and spraining my elbow too on the first night... oops! So my ankle blew up like a zepplin and I couldn't bend my important arm!!!

This killed all the trips and fun stuff, just hangng round the pool once I could walk! I though this would drive him nuts and I'd be dumped by the end of the hols. As I got better we decided I could manage one trip so booked a trip on the ferry to Ibiza! The morning of the trip himself proposed!!! The last thing I expected! We are engaged to be married! Aaaaaah!!! Euphoria!

The ferry trip to Ibiza was an eye opener. It was a beautiful sunny morning, we set sail about 8am at the latest. We ordered breakfast and settled back to enjoy the views. A swankey Spaniard swept onboard in his cream Armani suit looking like a movie star! Oddly we weren't suitably impressed as he wouldn't get out of the way when himself was coming back with our breaky.

Before we were out of the harbour the staff were handing out sick bags!!! Honest! We hadn't even finished eating. Within minutes himself asked why that lady had her hand in the sick bag... then she explained by replacing the hand with a gallon of hewey! That was it, they were all set off. I stuck my fingers in my ears, shut my eyes and went off into a daydeam planning our wedding! Ahhh lovely. As the entire boat lost their breakfast. Himself had a poor woman collapse beside him and throw for 2 hours, apparently it smelt like excrement... As we were getting off the laddy that came on with the designer suit was being helped off by two wee girl staff, doubled over and green to the gills. How the hell did the Spaniards make it to South America?

So I'm off back to the island this weekend to open the shop, show a prospective buyer around and looking forward to seeing everone again. I better stick a couple of bottles of wine in the fridge!

If you're on the island do drop in for a wee glass!