Rest in Peace Granny

A sad day here … my wee Granny passed away last night. She had been quite ill for a while now – at least a year on and off. I was last in Glasgow in June 2008 for the Fort William World Cup. I drove up for the day and back again and the same the next day before racing get going proper to spend as much time as I could with my grandparents … but schedules don’t always cater for this kind of thing. So I took some photos as I saw my grandparents’ life.

My wee granny Jessie Millar at home in June 2008. She always hated me taking pictures of her without her ‘wallies’ in … false teeth for those not familiar with the Glaswegian vernacular.

My grandparents – Jessie & Jim Millar. They looked after me when I was in pre-primary in Glasgow and wouldn’t eat my rhubarb. They taught me the values of honesty and integrity and how you should live your life.

The city of Glasgow from my grandparents’ flat. I used to stare out this window for hours when I was a kid ..naming all the cars on the motorway. And whenever I have been back I always stand there for ages and soak it all in. Its like being a child again just looking out across the city to hills beyond. Its a view I will never forget.

My Grandad’s hat ready to ‘go the messages’. My Grandad is my hero – he was a fireman, an ambulance driver, a sailor and a loving husband to my Granny. He constantly teaches me about how to live my life – even now – in the best possible way – by example. And he taught me some cracking rhymes .. like El del dominel, Irky Pirky Toray rope, ann tan toesy joke .. or something like that.