Social Media To The Rescue!

Social media may have a lot of down sides but over the past week or so it has proved to be a valuable network keeping people in Aberdeenshire up to date with the current flooding situation.

It was my first day back at work after the holidays and it’s pretty much not stopped raining for the past few days so the roads are quite bad and I live 30 miles away from work. There’s a Facebook page that I’ve followed for a while called Fubar News which reports news and events around the area. It shares big news stories but also the smaller stories that local news wouldn’t report such as lost cats etc.

When I checked it in the afternoon I saw this… 


That’s my Main Street! 

Greg messaged me, finished work early, came to collect me and although we drove through quite a lot of water there was still some daylight and things did get worse later on. Thanks to that update we set off home at the ideal time.

I was slightly concerned that perhaps the house would be flooded but upon messaging someone on the video’s comments thread I was reassured that the area near my house was ok.

The admins of this site have been working so hard to keep everyone up to date, where to get help and also sharing other people’s kind offers of help. It’s been a real community hub during these few days so well done to everyone involved!

There’s not really much anyone can do to stop these things happening but an awareness and precautionary measures do help so I hope everyone stays safe! 

What about you – have you any stories of where social media played a part in keeping people up to date with a situation? Let me know by commenting below or tweet me @stevesays2014

It Wasn’t Quite On My Bucket List But It’s Happened Anyway…

41G9WA5NRDL._SX466_I recently went on another little trip and I have had an unwanted, first time and hopefully last time for everything, definitely not on my bucket list experience…

Let me start at the beginning as it just seems that after the beginning there was a chain reaction of catastrophes. Minor catastrophes in the grand scheme of things but all the same – it wasn’t the best of times.

It all started in the security area at the airport which I usually find very unstressful. I have my system and it works. I don’t empty anything out of my bags or jacket until the very second that I have my plastic trays. From that second it’s like a military operation – bag and jacket in one tray, iPad, laptop, belt and watch and all other stuff from pockets in the second. Bish, bash, bosh and it takes less than 30 seconds and I don’t hold anyone up.

This time, however, the security lady kept whisking away my tray as soon as I put anything in it and this threw my system out and I got taken aback. After thinking everything was sorted I walk through the security checkpoint and surprise, surprise it beeped. Now, this usually happens to me so I wasn’t too fussed but this time it was because I had forgotten to take my belt off. I always take my belt off so I feel the blame here lies with the lady for confusing me so I then proceeded to be semi-molested by a short, bald man.


I think I would always keep a metal item on my body if I was guaranteed it was this guy on security

The short bald man also makes me take off my trainers to reveal a big hole in my striped socks and puts my belt and trainers into another tray.


Once the molestation was over I get to the other side and pick up my trays and start checking everything. Bag – check. Jacket – check. iPad, shoes, belt and other bits and pieces – check. Laptop – fuck!

I need to go back over and ask someone! I need to look after my stuff! So, there was bit of this going on…

I eventually get everything together and flag down a member of staff and he speaks to another person and there’s some nodding and I heard one of them say check the ID so I start to feel a little relieved. My laptop is handed over to me and I was told someone had put an empty tray on top of it. Again, I blame the previous lady who I shall now call Mrs Upset My System Bitch.


I calm down again so let’s get some back story on the next item. I’ve recently realised that I’m doing “old people things” with the latest being carrying a comb! So, before I left the house I put my comb in my back  pocket. Now, this isn’t just any comb – it is referred to as “the comb” since it was purchased in Salou, 2007 on the first holiday that Greg and I ever went on together. I stupidly decided to take it with me on my latest travel and at some point in the airport I realised I didn’t have it. My immediate thought wasn’t “damn, I’ve lost “the comb”” but more “shit, I need to buy a new comb” so once I get all my bags and stuff sorted at security I trotted off to the shop to pick up a comb.

And I did. I picked up a comb and proceeded to the checkout to pay for it by using my credit card which was in my wallet that I DIDN’T HAVE. Arggggggh! Panic stricken I open every pocket, pouch, compartment of my bag and jacket which resulted in glasses cases, iPhone chargers and duty free cigarettes from my recent vacation flying out in every direction. Alas, no wallet…

Still attempting to think logically I hope that since my laptop went AWOL at security maybe my wallet did too? So, off I go back to security with cables sticking out of my bag being caught in my slipstream. Please let it be there, I was thinking.

When I get there, I stand at the end of the area and as I am about to try to get a member of staff’s attention something happens…


“bing bong, attention please – could Mr Steve McPherson please report to security” was announced over the loudspeaker system.

One of the staff member sees me waving and I point to “the big voice in the sky” and say “that’s me, that’s me”. The man that had previously given me back my laptop comes over to me with my wallet and smiles and asks me if there was anything else I had forgotten. I almost asked him if he’d seen a yellow comb…

What an experience and I still blame Mrs Upset My System Bitch!

After a large glass of wine in the departure lounge I could start to see the humour of it all and my thoughts turned back to “the comb” and thought I would have some fun…

I put out a social media request on Facebook…


The post had comments such as “we will be out combing the streets tonight” and “wow, it’s like Comb Alone: Lost In Aberdeen”. This made me laugh.

I’m always a firm believer/dreamer in that every story has an eventual happy ending. When I finally got to my hotel room and started unpacking my hold luggage, this happened…


It’s probably best that I don’t go on to share the fact that I confused my debit card with my credit card and successfully managed to block it by typing in the wrong PIN three times or that the key card wouldn’t let me get into my room because I was using a keycard from another hotel that I stayed in previously that I probably should have returned…maybe I should just add a poll to this post to ask the question “should I be allowed to travel on my own ever again?”

What about you? Do you have any funny or stressful airport stories?


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#FridayFunny: How Many Didn’t?

Here’s a version of a video that seems to be doing the rounds on Facebook. Have a look and then try it out on others, I guarantee they too will get annoyed when they “don’t get it!”…

Do you think this is funny? What YouTube videos make you pee your pants? Please share!

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What The Flickr You Doing?

Other than sharing my photos here on my blog I wanted some sort of outlet just for photos…

I don’t think I could cope with running another blog so that wasn’t an option.

I really don’t understand Pinterest.

So, the best option I decided was Flickr. I’ve used Flickr on and off for years and most of my personal photos are stored there privately so that I have an online backup. However, I thought it was about time that Steve Says… went on Flickr so now it is…



Wanna be my Flickr buddy?

From now on all my new photos I share on my blog will also go on Flickr and I intend to upload all historical ones too. I do like challenging myself don’t I?

Anyway, for those you are on Flickr if you want to subscribe to me there too then that would be pretty awesome.


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Courage On The Catwalk: Vanessa Love…

I sometimes feel like I talk too much about myself so I’m dedicating this to a much more awesome person than I could ever hope to be with a far more inspirational story…

On Saturday 9th and Sunday 10th May the third Courage on the Catwalk took place at Aberdeen’s Beach Ballroom, featuring 24 brave women who have faced battles with cancer. When the line up was revealed in February I was really pleased to see this person standing at the front…

This lady is called Vanessa and she is my FFF (Favourite Facebook Friend). The reason I call her a Facebook friend is because although I have met her once, she is a friend of a friend, we somehow randomly connected on Facebook and I am so glad we did – the updates from her crazy (surreal?) life really do make me laugh out loud.

My friend had already told me of Vanessa’s story but I don’t think I truly appreciated it until I had a connection with the person behind the story. That somehow made it real, if that makes sense…

Read this article from Tuesday 16th May 2006 and see for yourself why I think she is awesome…

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There was a follow up story in 2010 when the twins started school and her husband and daughter are just as awesome as Vanessa by raising lots of money for charity through various fundraisers they have set up.

So, quite deservedly Vanessa was at the front of the queue to take part in the amazing Courage On The Catwalk event. Take a look at her and all these amazing people strutting their stuff…




Well done to everyone involved!


So, what about the lady herself? Her story above is, without doubt, inspirational and she tells it so well. I’m sure she’s had to answer the same questions quite a lot over the past few years, so, here’s where I come in. I’ve had a glimpse into her crazy life and I want to find out more about that Vanessa. I want to know why she carries a John Barrowman doll everywhere with her, why she thought it would be a good idea to put a can of gin in her nice catwalk shoes prior to wearing them and does she ever stop f***ing smiling? Let’s find out!

Ladies in background: "That's the one who drinks gin at work. That's the only reason John Barrowman chose her over us

Ladies in background: “That’s the one who drinks gin at work. That’s the only reason John Barrowman chose her over us…

Vanessa – congratulations on your debut as a catwalk model, you looked stunning! Since you were involved I just know there must have been a lot of backstage craziness. Can you share with me a funny story with a “Vanessa Love-ism” twist?

I have absolutely no sense of direction and between costume changes I’d visited the little girls room wearing only my Spanx, footless tights and a manky old dressing gown, lost my bearings on the way back and almost came down the runway wearing just that!

Now that certainly would have shown more than just your courage on the catwalk!


On a similar note, you’ve have had an incredible journey and your story is inspirational but you always seem to find a laugh in any situation. Do you have any “Vanessa Love-ism” light stories from those darker times?

Before my chemo started I had a central line put in under anaesthetic. I have no recollection of anything for about four hours after the procedure, but apparently I had wandered out of my room into the main hospital corridor, taken off my hospital gown and tried (unsuccessfully!) by myself to get dressed. Thankfully a couple of nurses came to my rescue, covered me up and put me back in my bed.

I’m starting to think you have a secret desire to be naked in public. I’ll be closely monitoring the local paper for a “Westhill Streaker!” headline from now on. In fact – I haven’t yet convinced myself that this isn’t you…

Watch out Westhill – Vanessa is literally spreading the Love!

So, the John Barrowman obsession – what’s the scoop? What’s with the doll, when did you meet him and has he or has he not now taken out a restraining order?

I met my JB doll at a Brownie Spring Fayre in 2009, he was in a box of bric a brac and cost me 50p. He has not taken out a restraining order on me but sadly the real JB has!



Do you have any photos where you aren’t actually showing that wonderful smile? If so, please show me as I need to prove to people that you are in fact a human!

Afraid not, I have checked with my Mum and apparently I came out of the womb smiling, however not with quite as many teeth as I have now though…

(Vanessa’s Mum obviously doesn’t know how to do Facebook stalking as well as I do)…




Dorothy would never have put a can of gin in her ruby slippers – what made you think it was a good idea to put gins in tins in your pretty catwalk shoes?


If The Wizard Of Oz was set in Westhill…

My beautiful sparkly shoes were the most hideously uncomfortable things I have ever had on my poor size four feet. The gins in tins were used to stretch them and they helped enormously.

Ah, that all makes sense now – repeat after me “there’s no place like gin, there’s no place like gin”


Are you going anywhere nice on your holidays?

I’m going to Minecon in London the first week in July. I don’t really know what this is but Charlie and the twins are very excited.

Hmmm, I’d possibly advise you to pack an extra set of “gin shoes” for that!


Do you know what the number one song was when you were born?

“Angel Fingers” by Wizzard

That’s a fab song! Let’s listen…


Do you know what the number one song was when your twins, or as you refer to them – “ginger buddhas” were born?

“Mr Lonely” by Akon

Well, I guess being twins they will never be lonely...


To quote the wonderful Haddaway – “What is love”?

Love is…wanting to smother your other half in the middle of the night with a pillow when they’re snoring but not actually doing it as you would miss them. Also, who else would make me a cup of tea in the morning?

So, to clarify – love is not quite murder but is possibly slavery. Fantastic!


You have a brilliant attitude to life – what’s your best piece of advice?

Don’t sweat the small stuff, and the truth is, it’s all small stuff ;-)

Perfect, absolutely perfect!



Thanks Vanessa for taking the time to answer these random questions – all the best for the future and I look forward to more of your Facebook updates!


Vanessa has set up a JustGiving page which you can donate to here.


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