The nicest weather we’ve had over the last 6 days was in Dundee. Sunny & clear, we celebrated with a lovely lunch at the Arts Centre followed by a trip to Tesco (the voting was unanimous, an exhibition VS a run around Tesco). We picked up all our multi-vitamins for less than 1/10 of the price in Paris, more magazines than I could carry and a replacement grandfather shirt so that Michelle could chuck out the old daggy one I wear about the house. We had a lovely time with Mad & Dave, and even Lillian seemed to forget that she used to start screaming every time she looked at me in The Hague, we held our own smiling competitions and I’m not sure who won to be honest. She’s so good, and so sweet, and the next time we’ll see her she’ll be surfing on Newcastle beach with all the boys! You’d better watch her Dave.

A couple of hours through the rain on the road to Glasgow, and we were back. I had forgotten how wet it was in Glasgow. Rain, rain and more rain. Lots of curry, lots of shopping, I worked my way through all the stores systematically. Up one street, down the other, my arms were full, my feet were sore, and I drank more coffee in 3 days than I usually drink in a week – catching up with friends one after another. It was nice. All the pubs were still there, same with all the charity shops. We’re switching allegiance from Mother India to The Wee Curry Shop on Byres Rd because our favorite waiter Mac has moved. It’s owned by the same people, but the chef is young and rightly fantastic and has a whole new interesting menu that changes when the mood takes him, which is always good, and Mac is now the manager as well as the best waiter in Glasgow. Apart from that, nothing much has changed.

And now we’re home and wouldn’t you believe it, it’s raining here too! And contrary to popular belief (Ian!) we’re home for 9 nights in a row in our lovely little space which I’m quite looking forward to. Next trip is 3 nights in Madrid to celebrate Claires birthday… now how could we say no to that? It’s been a long time since I’ve been to Madrid, last time I was there I was 21 years old – so we have a little catching up to do….