DEAR SPOOK, I have posted some photo's from our wee tour. Glencoe was looking even more magnificent than when we came home from NZ on the 1st. I remember that from when I used to come up to Fort William from Glasgow every weekend, that each week throughout October just got better and better. The pictures don't show it, but if you put Finn out there in the right clothes, you would never find him again. Meg took the photos from the car on the way down, and the way up. It was great to be in the car together for 3 hours, as it is the longest time we have spent just by ourselves, so we could catch up on a lot.
Well, I did get to spend a great deal of time with Finn last night, but I wouldn't really call it quality time. Meg and I were to share a bed, and Finn to have a room to himself. I was just drifting off to sleep when Finn woke me up to say goodnight. Then I was drifting off again when Meg woke me up to say she thought she would rather share with Finn. Then Finn woke me up to say there was no way he was sharing with his sister. I can tell you that the talking in the sleep which sounded loud from a far away bedroom, is a great deal louder when it is at very close proximity. Remember we used to think he was dreaming that he had scored a try? I do think he was playing a game of rugby with the amount of tossing and turning. At one point he touched me and got such a fright that he looked as though he'd seen an Orc. At another point he sat bolt up in bed and then collapsed again. When he touched my leg in his sleep, you would have thought he'd burnt himself and he shot over to the other side of the bed. Auntie Alexa has got a beautiful new spa bath (I can't look at a spa bath now without wondering what to clean it with and mentally measuring it up so that I wont fall in whilst polishing it) and the last thing Finn had said when he went to bed, was that he couldn't wait to get up and have a go in it. I pondered the option of telling him it was time to get up, so that he would have a bath and give me some peace. The wind hurled around the street in as a wild a fashion as Finn hurled around the bed, so all in all, it was a long night!
The clocks 'fell back' an hour today, so I assume you and I will be 13 hours apart now, but I can't quite work out which 13. Winter will push on now, with the dark closing in fast, but at least we will have lighter mornings for a while.
You'll see that Alexa and I went on a walk around Robert Burn's hunting ground today. I do love Alloway and as someone who doesn't know much poetry, Tam O'Shanter is probably my favourite poem.
xxx
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