Had a really nice trip to Auntie Lorna's with Bessie and Ted today. Was surprised to see how much at home I felt in Inverurie with the shops full of lunch hour kids, having been one of those kids for just a couple of years many moons ago. Lorna served up a lovely meal of soup and apple pie and then we enjoyed a healthy helping of photographs and memories. In these days of deferred parenting, I think Lorna deserves some kind of medal for having great-great-grandchildren (she can gather five generations of Mitchells together in one place). Bessie offered a couple of good linguistic examples:

- Lewis calls his grandad 'dyde' as the Belger word for grandad is 'dydie'

- Philip used to call his great grandma his 'afa-grandma' ('afa'='awful')

Followed this nostalgia-fest with a nice evening with Kim in the swinging hotspots of the Broch.

B-)