BABY DIVERSION TECHNIQUE

Baby Harriet today joined me in the kitchen while the washing machine was going round and round.  It is wonderful what keeps wee ones amused

Here below is her big sister 6 years ago - different washing machine, same diversion technique.

THE SWAGGER STICK

Our morning walk to school today was in lovely autumn sunshine.

Alastair often wants to take his umbrella.  Today I pointed out that it was a lovely day; did he need it?  The answer was "Yes" and the reason he gave was "so he can walk on walls without falling off." 

As you do ... when you are 5 years old.  (Definitely holding Grandma's hand is NOT an option.)

Someday I will point out to Alastair his great-great-grandfather MacKenzie's swagger stick which lies in our living room (display case) coffee table. He was in the Seaforth Highlanders and was based in Gairloch, Wester Ross.

Here is a close-up of the silver head of the swagger stick.  He was a Sergeant in the Seaforth's hence the reason Iain's mother, his daughter, was known as "Barbara Sergeant".

PAT BOONE AT THE CAVE 1966

While trawling through some old UBC Yearbooks I found this programme from 1966. 

I recall going to see Pat Boone with John Hembling. We had dinner at the Cave beforehand. When reading the menu he asked me if I would like Chateuabriand.  I had no idea what that was!  (It's fillet steak.)

Pat Boone crooned beautifully, of course, but again ... my strongest memory was of going back-stage (a thing I had never done!) to get his autograph.  We lined up in a corridor and when I my turn came  (can't recall if John joined me) I was shocked to realize that I towered over him!  He was very good looking, but so short!

Be that as it may, here is the very piece of paper he autographed for me.


Sigh ......

GRANDCHILDREN UPDATE

Taking photos of the grandchildre ... when you can catch up with them ... is great fun ....

Ishie aged 6 and a half at Dunira in the Square.

 Baby Harriet  (3 months) in the pram at the back door.

 Indy (2 years) at Castle Drummond Open Day fete.

Now where has Alastair (5 and a half years) gone ... again?!