We have now returned from a week's holiday on Mull, an island off the west coast of Scotland. It is a 2 hour car journey from Glasogw to Oban where there is a daily ferry service to the island.
It was Ma, Pa 'n all the wains, meaning: John and Mairi, Ishie (8), Alastair (7), Harriet (nearly 2) and baby Ellie (3 months) and Iain and I. We were a right circus ... ooops ... I mean 'caravan' as every day we explored the single track roads in our 2 cars.
John booked a 3 bedroom house in the country "on a small holding" located on the road from Tobermory to Dervaig. [www.accommodation-tobermory.co.uk/index.php/garden-cottage/]
Every morning (which, thankfully, were fair) Harriet and I spent time together outside, i.e. picture a fiesty nearly-two year old who has recently learned to say "No" who loves puddles, 'chuckies' (stones) and climbing up anything remotely vertical.
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Hold on.....
Hold on.....
What have we here?!!! Chickens! And better yet a Hen-house!
And for Grandma ....
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