DEAR SPOOK, I haven't got any nice photo's for you as I am not on my own computer. There are some great ones on the camera, from Mel's eastern side of the country, so I will put some of those on when I get home on Sunday.
We had a good drive over glens and moors, but I was a bit late in starting out, so Mum was suffering cold turkey from tardiness of the morning coffee, which I had originally timed my arrival for. Truly, I get more like my mother every day. I see it when I catch sight of the mirror, never mind the suffering we both go through when morning coffee is late.
Your daughter was a bit miffed at travelling again after London, but I heard Auntie Marion mention the cinema, and cousin Scott was looking really cheery and welcoming, so I assume all is well down there.
I expect Uncle David to have a very nice glass of red waiting for me tomorrow night in Ayr, and I will get lunch and blether with Marion tomorrow.
I left Mel and young Archie in the house this morning and I suspect Mel will have run round every room and daubed paint on the walls to make sure I have to do something about it when I get back. When I was out on Wednesday night, she moved around the living room with polyfilla, filling in holes. Finn was watching her from the sofa. He said, very casually "what you doing?" Mel said, "painting the walls". Finn said, less casually "Does MUM know!!!!"
xxx
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