BBQ'd Spook.

It was a sociable week. Emmy came round for dinner, having cooked it first. I managed to peel some tatties. We had a lovely evening ourselves as all other members of the family disappeared in different directions, but the children came back in time to have a lovely chat with 'Aunty Emmy', who regaled Finn with tales of deer stalking. Meg the Vegetarian, forgave her as she loves her anyway.

I went to a Switching party on Friday night. I am pictured with our very funny and lovely hostess, and I am wearing someone else's husbands knickers, as he thought they would be good for a switch. It is a potentially embarrasing kind of party as you may find the items of clothing you took along to swap, are left hanging on the rail. I was very brave about the lady who tried on an item of clothing I had taken along, having worn it on many occasions, when she declared to everyone that she wouldn't be seen dead in it. For that reason, with a terrific mix of respect and restraint, all things considered, I have cut her out of the attached photo which did show her trying it on in the back ground. We had an entertaining evening.

Uncle D came up on Saturday night, so that he could get a days skiing in ahead of his holiday in two weeks time. He is standing in the photo with Spook sitting down, and Ben Nevis in the back ground. Also standing with me. The weather was yuchy cold in the morning for everyone in my party except me, as I had 3 pairs of long johns on - for which I had been ridiculed, in the warmth of our kitchen this morning. I have not forgotten the pain of the cold on that chair lift. But the day got better and better and the skiing was as good as it gets. Especially when skiing, and not trying to snowboard.

Spook had a week of surprises, not least, the barbeque skewer which flew through the air at him, in the bathroom, as he grabbed a towel from the rail. In slow motion, it will have looked like a samurai sword - or at least, that's what you would think it looked like for all the fuss he made. He could not understand why it was hiding in a towel in the bathroom, and he simply had not been prepared for it. I had been using it in lieu of a comb, to separate my hair when dying it, in order to get that genuine sun kissed look.

The other surprise is that, despite a huge amount of time spent on our vehicle, a lot of it by his father while we were away, and lot's more by himself and his father + bits and pieces bought for it, it still doesn't work. Most people would have bought a new one by now, but not a Munro......