Bleedin' Eck

You can't have about 20 friends, all part of different groups and not have fall outs eventually. Meg had been invited to another sleepover and with our encouragement chose not to go. She found out today, that she's in trouble for spending too much time with one group, not enough with another and a wee bit name calling seems to have gone on. We came home to find her tucked up in her bed with her computer in the middle of the day, for comfort. She said there had been a bit of a bust up in the street in front of the neighbours with different factions of the girls. I can only hope it doesn't reach the crime pages of The Messenger next week. So far the main crime has been drink driving, bust ups in the pub and a drive by shooting - with a paint ball gun.
We gave in to the sleep-over thing when her friend Megan, a girl we really liked from last weeks group, asked her to stay. She lives on the nearest thing to a croft we've found and we had a cuppa with her Mum and Dad. They knew that our Meg had had a bit of hassle and I think that's why their Meg had asked her out. Our Meg reckons she can handle it with some honesty about wanting to see everyone, but with Camp coming up this week and 2 days in the middle of nowhere, it would be good to get it resolved. OOOooooooooooo girls!
Spook came to The Aspiring Runners with me as he'd done a hard cycle ride in the morning and was tired. Ran with Mary and Janet and enjoyed the chat. I puffed and panted about 500 yards behind, but consoled myself it was good for him to meet some women. There are quite a lot of women in his life at home and I wouldn't want to be the only one here representing the female species. He really enjoyed it. Which is more than can be said for me as I collapsed at his feet at the end of the run. Turns out Mary used to be in the British Orienteering Team.
Spook pondering going for a swim in Lake tomorrow as he heard on the run that the less elite of the swimmers are meeting at 9am tomorrow. I wonder what excuse he'll come up with this time....