The weather has turned brilliant today. The wind’s dropped, the sun’s out and it’s a couple of degrees warmer. As the saying goes, it’s the difference between ‘Oh’ and ‘Ahhhhh’.
Yesterday, Munchkin was on the beach in a shortie and borderline hypothermic. Today her and doglet ran around the beach at Dunrobin Castle in a vest and a nappy (daiper) and didn’t even have goosebumps!
That’s us for our summer holiday up in Dornoch, on the North East coast of Scotland. There’s a large and gorgeous beach between the campsite and the Arctic Ocean. The latter is providing the icy cold wind driving across the site. It’s dry and sunny though, so not really complaining. Besides, both the children just love to be beside the seaside.
Telly is the new black. Munchkin is developing an increasing repertoire of programmes that she needs to keep up with!
Most of them are watched from the closest possible geographic location. It’s a mystery she can make anything out with the foreshortening.
Debs aunt and uncle, Margaret and David were over in the UK and stayed with us for a week. For three days, the whole family piled into Debs new wagon and went on a bit of a road trip around the western highlands to take in some of the beautiful scenery, brave the midges and quaff the odd ale here and there. It’s a bit of a job to come up with trip that only lasts 3 days, gets to the really nice stuff and doesn’t miss everything out just to drive.Continue reading
Every parent has to deal with life’s issues at some point or another. Whether it’s the first dodgy boyfriend, crashing the car or coming home drunk and throwing up all over the newly laid pale cream carpet; well OK, that was our dog and it wasn’t drunk. So it was for us this weekend. We were on a trip to the highlands, Kingussie to be exact, with a load of friends from university and after.Continue reading
..I shall attempt to eat the entire world (if the LHC doesn’t beat me to it that is).
I have to say, it was my kind of dinner. A small savoury main course to start then a much larger pudding to finish! Marcail ploughed through Deb’s chicken stew in no time flat. I could barely shovel it in fast enough and if I even thought about pausing there was immediate complaint from the diner.Continue reading
Tooth two through now. It’s odd to look into Marcail’s mouth, which we’re both used to being a pure gummy zone, and seeing the glint of enamel!Continue reading
It’s here. It probably made an appearance on Saturday, but it was Sunday before I got a look at it.Continue reading
Standing room only
So, I mentioned that Marcail had been quite taken with her exersaucer in Calgary. Well, she was really quite taken with it. So much so in fact that we really thought we should get her one now that we are home. Sunday just past, then, we made a trip back to Edinburgh for DIY, food and to go to Mothercare who had the one we wanted in stock. There aren’t that many of them to choose from but this one seemed, to us anyway, to be the pick of the crop. Continue reading
Saturday night was a big night in the Begbie household. While we were in Canada, Marcail had got used to sleeping in a bigger space on account of being in a travel cot / play pen rather than being in her moses basket as she had been till we left. The first night, which was actually in a hotel at Heathrow airport Continue reading