Not Yet Birthday Boy!

Seems I was wrong!

I know what you're thinking - that doesn't happen very often. A year ago today I predicted that by this time Scott would be taller than me. Well I was wrong. I admit it. He's still got a centimetre or do to go.

Happy birthday son. Maybe next year.

What can I say - who'd ever have thought that poncing around could get you so much attention. Unfortunately I'm going to miss the great poncathon tomorrow. I'll be thinking of all you goats.

Also, when Scott and I popped out for a spot of lunch we bumped into a young girl of this parish and her mum in a small café in Linlithgow. It was very nice to meet you both again, and I hope daddy's recovered from his unplanned trip home.