Sometimes Scotland can be quite surprising; with palm trees and sunshine (we’ll keep quiet about it being 10 degrees) sometimes Scotland just knocks your socks off and really makes you feel there’s no place like home. Know what else was surprising? Turns out 1 year olds prefer to eat wellies than wear them. Whatever tickles your fancy I suppose! The…
Right before heading out on our holiday, Darcy’s hosted a blogger evening which I attended with the lovely Ailise whom I was more than glad to get the chance to catch up with over delicious halloumi skewers, a mammoth box of choccies and literally bowlfuls of Rangpur Daisies! I already knew it as a nice spot for a bite to…
Murphy the Cat is upset. Just when he thought he’s got rid of all that awkwardly cold white stuff, he woke up this morning to a fresh layer. He was not happy. The stuffed bear got it in the neck. In the absence of Mr K, who we are missing, Murphy the Cat has become our surrogate furry. He’s full…
Our quest for the white stuff has yielded results; yesterday Le Tour and today Megeve. Apparantly George Clooney has a chalet there although we didn’t see him. Apparantly there are cafes with ski valets who check your gear for you. Apparantly they put patches of glue on the slopes because my ski hit one and I face-planted (this has not…
Booked a flight, booked a car. We are very lucky to have accommodating family because we have not booked anywhere to stay but we did bring Scotch from the homeland! And I picked up a little pre-birthday duty-free gift for myself too (because I’ve been dreaming about these mint lined Ralph Lauren sunglasses since I last flew and because I…
