Friday, 4 July 2014
Thursday, 3 July 2014
The Pipes
In Scotland, no real internet connection. Will blog when I can. My mending and repair pile is slightly less, in case you are interested. Black flies haven't got me yet. Miracles... hooray!
Sure is pretty here. Off to see the
*dances around pretend swords with skirt held out to the sides*
"dah dah dah dah da da dah, duh duh duh du du du du dududederrrrr", that's bag pipe music if you hadn't guessed.
Little bit put out that everyone else seems to have nicer skirts than me. And my dress clashes with my pear wellingtons... oh well. Sartorial I am not! *twirl* 96 year old, Granny MacK told me I have nice knees, so that makes up for it.. She doesn't appove of wellingtons, apparently I should be wearing boots...?
Off to watch men throw rocks and big sticks, ala Braveheart! FREEEEEDOOOOOOMMMMMan
Fancy a sound track for the day? Driving along screaming {this} out at the top of our lungs.. I blame it on Granny. Don't tell me we don't know how to have fun... We were told off when we got back, as we had it on a loop and someone rang the STERN Aunty to tell her we were at the traffic lights in the village letting Granny scream....!! LOL
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