The Shed – “The Gathering”
The intention of this thread is to “tell the story” of the gathering of a few friends from the ATS thread “The Shed”, who recently met up for
a weekend on a beautiful Scottish island. Although it "tells the story" of the events, like the Shed Thread it will no doubt contain a lot of
chit-chat about what went on, so I have placed it in the Chit-Chat forum like the original Shed thread.
It is hoped that all of those people who were present at the gathering will be able to add their own version of events! And apply their own wonderful
personalities and sense of humour to their own telling of our story.
We’d be more than happy to hear any comments from our friends here in the ATS community too, so please chip in! (So long as all of your comments
follow the T&C’s!!)
The busy train station was alive and bustling with activity when Gordi arrived. He glanced up to check the arrivals board and noted that the Train was
due in about 15 minutes.
“Excellent! Time for a quick coffee” he thought to himself, as he made his way through the crowds.
At last, the time for “The Gathering” was finally here. They had been chatting about it for weeks now, and the excitement in the thread had been
building steadily, even among those who were sadly unable to attend.
The plan was a simple one. To finally meet in person, some of the kind hearts and great friends that had been made in “The Shed” thread (and
earlier incarnations of the same!), and to have a few drinks, swap a few stories, tell some jokes, sing a song or two, and have some fun!
What would the others be like in person?
What if they were complete nutters?? (I’m looking at YOU Tsu!!)
What if no one got on in person as they did online???
Well, we were about to find out, because just as he finished his last sip of coffee, the arrivals board changed to “Arrival On Time – Due Now
Platform 1” and the train rumbled into view.
Gordi scanned the faces of the strangers who were now piling off the train...
“Jane will be travelling alone” he thought, but he couldn’t see anyone yet who quite fitted the bill!
Then a rainbow coloured hat bobbed into view, and his eyes met the wearer’s lovely smiling face.
It was Angel, and she was exactly as he had imagined she would be; friendly, welcoming, open and smiling broadly. They exchanged a huge hug, like
welcoming home a long-absent member of the family, then headed off for a quick cuppa en-route to the car to begin the adventure proper.
The weather in the weeks leading up to The Gathering had been a mixture of rain, showers, downpours, thunder storms, drizzle, more showers and the odd
(and very brief) flash of normal daylight in between, but now as they left the station they were greeted by clear blue skies and glorious sunshine!
“You are now one of the Lucky Few!” said Gordi... “You have actually seen Glasgow in the Sunshine!”
The pair of shed-dwellers knew that they had a couple of hours to kill, before heading off to the airport to meet and greet the rest of the Gatherers!
So, they decided to go to the Kelvingrove art gallery to “Tick One off the List” of Angels Bucket List of things to do before you die! Like Jack
Nicholson and Morgan Freeman in the movie... but this time... to see a Dali painting.
Kelvingrove Art Gallery and museum is a huge and beautiful red-sandstone building, situated in Glasgow’s West End overlooking the river Kelvin and -
like all Museums in Glasgow, it is completely FREE to visit. “BONUS!” thought Gordi (being a shrewd and canny Scot!!) It has a lovely, airy and
calm atmosphere, despite the dozens of patrons milling around, and the painting in question was quickly found (using Gordi’s excellent navigation
skills!! Of course!)
It was quite simply stunning.
I’m sure Angel will fill in the blanks here, but from Gordi’s point of view, it was “Job Done” because the look on Angels face just told
it’s own story. She was beaming!
The next hour or so was spent wandering around the wonderful collection of Art and Curios, including a rare specimen of the now endangered “West
Highland Wild Haggis”.
Little was known about these creatures until fairly recently, when it was discovered that their *left legs are always shorter than their right legs!
(*Unlike their counterparts in the East highlands, whose left legs are longer than the right.)
A strange but useful adaptation for living, as they do, near the high peaks of steep Scottish hillsides, it allows them to run at full speed around
the mountain – but only in the one direction. A fact which almost certainly caused their downfall and near demise as a species, because a Highland
Haggis hunter simply had to startle the poor creatures, then stretch his nets out and wait for them to complete their circuit of the peak, in order to
easily catch them. Thankfully, the Wild Haggi' are now protected under Scots Law.
Soon, the time came to head for the airport, and as luck would have it, one of the two aircraft which were bringing the rest of the gatherer’s
together had been delayed and the other had made good time, which meant that they were now arriving within 9 minutes of one another, instead of the
anticipated 45 minutes! RESULT!
A seat was found in the Coffee bar directly opposite the arrivals gate in the Airport... and the excitement began to rise again as the time of
arrivals drew closer, and in no time at all the figures of Cody and his good lady wandered into view. Huge smiles and big Cuddles all round, and we
were just sitting down again when the last of the group, Tsu suddenly appeared by our side!
Our little shed-dwelling gatherer's group was complete, and the trip to “Mysterious Island” could begin in earnest...
edit on 2-6-2014 by Gordi The Drummer because: I added pics
edit on 2-6-2014 by Gordi The Drummer because: I wanted to add