Had a weekend in Scotland last weekend. Mike and I went up by sleeper for Elma's 60th. A nice journey, although the plunge into darkness and silence when the engine failed at Watford was a bit weird. We arrived 4 and a half hours late, which is pretty significant when you've only got two days. It was a nice visit and good to see everybody. Kyle is at the one-word stage and has some nice versions of names. Kirstin is 'tin' and Kyle is 'me'. Kirstin is a laugh a minute and I was pleased to see her adopting 'Uncle Pongo' as a name for Mike.

I'd post a Scottish photo but blueyonder is letting me down again.

B-)