Luca's Valentine Card to Skye
While above is Luca and Bertie in the Maritime Museum. Oh, how I do dislike that place now.
Terrific news received from Oz this morning, with the announcement that Kelly, Chris and "wee ane" will be coming across this Christmas after all, to join big sister Lucy with her family (Scott, Cade & Braeden) also in tow.
But where will they stay? As large as our folks house is, can it accommodate (including Dad, Mum and Ross already in residence) as many as 10? Or will we assist and accommodate a few at our Inverurie "maison qui sent des chevaux"?
Speaking of horses (for those with a grasp of elemental French - or even "Google Translate"), what's been most interesting regard the recent furore surrounding our unknowing consumption of our equine friends, is that the assurances we are now getting from the various food standards agencies and supermarkets is that they'll "guarantee" the meat we receive from now will be perfectly safe to eat.
If you listen carefully, however, they won't guarantee what animal that "safe" meat actually comes from. Rat burgers next anyone?
I'm on a health kick now. Kind of. As of yesterday. I've decided my lack of energy is due to a poor diet. Granted, that's a safe assumption considering my daily diet includes ice-cream, kit-kats, doughnuts and cheesecake. With this in mind I traipsed Luca around the supermarket yesterday buying large varieties of foods that are terrifically good for you - but taste of warm cardboard. Luca's facial expression said it all as I loaded my basket with "goodies" including broccoli, wholemeal pasta, muesli, carrots, nuts and porridge. Eyeing the herbilicious basket, a quivering lip caught my eye. "That's not for me Dad is it?"
We have a family event coming up next month. It's the "Garioch Run" on March 24th. I'll run the 10K of course, but Carole has decided to return to the world of exercise again (no darling, sitting on horses is not real exercise) and compete in the 5K race. Luca will also run, in a 600m dash for 5-8 year olds. "I'm going to win" he confidently told me in the car last night. I warned him most kids would be bigger and older than him. "Doesn't matter" he shot straight back, "I'm always the fastest".
Assuming the horse comment doesn't affect my continued residence in our home, we're also planning to buy a new car. Carole's Honda is a terrific car to spin around in, but has proven entirely impractical. Drives over the stoney road to the farm are doing it little good, it's terrible in the snow and the low, tight interior almost puts my lanky body into spasm. We've found a buyer, so as soon as the deal is complete we'll replace it with the following - http://www.bmw.co.uk/en/new-vehicles/x/x3/2010/start.html
Obviously we'll purchase a 2nd hand version, but it's 4 wheel drive capability and low fuel consumption tick enough boxes for it to be a more practical model for our needs.
And who knows, it may even get used to visit Southern based relatives just that little bit more........
**Useless fact of the day - For a long time Bob drove a BMW-which, as far as he was concerned, stood for Bob Marley and the Wailers**
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