You're kidding me?

I'm really not. They graduate from nursery nowadays. And they say society has reached a plateau...



He looks very cute nonetheless. In the background is one of the girls from his nursery. I love the fact Luca has been going to nursery for years, yet even now as he prepares to leave I still couldn't confidently tell you the names of more than two of the assistants there. I've inherited my Mothers memory retention. Even now, nearly 36 years after my birth, she regularly refers to me as Ross.



Where's Wally?



On to Lochinver, where Carole, Luca and Liz recently enjoyed a 3 day break. This picturesque landscape, situated on the West Coast of Scotland, is one of the most untouched you'll witness in the developed Western world, certainly within our isles.

The picture above is even more breathtaking, perhaps as the sun had made a rare appearance. As gorgeous as it is, Scotland suffers the curse of being cold, wet, dank and windy all bl**dy year. Apart from our summer, which lasts approximately 2 weeks per annum and is blighted by the sun bringing forth the appearance of Scotlands most dangerous animal - the midge.....

A lighthouse. I can't tell you more, I was 200 miles away in my office. I'm sure "Google" can tell you more than I.

That's a suspiciously toothy smile from the boy. He's either appreciating the West Coast forest trail more than you'd expect or has spotted a bar of chocolate behind his Grandma's ear.

Crazy golf. He apparently (you'll have realised by now I was nowhere in the vicinity when ANY of these picture were taken) loved it and played with great seriousness throughout the entire 18 holes. Granda Ian and Gramps TomTom can now perhaps begin his training in an attempt to create the new Tiger Woods. Albeit a version of Tiger Woods with a little less sexual deviance than the original assumedly.

And that's it. I'm currently in my office (yep, it's 2pm on a Saturday afternoon) and so need to wrap this up so I can return home and enjoy my weekend. Isis has recently introduced a new greeting, where she farts immediately upon my appearance. I really don't know what that means.

**Useless fact of the day - The population of Lochinver is under 600**