Pig Rock Bothy

Met up with Misterft ( aka Cigs) and his two Ciglets for some art gallery culchur. The boys managed a fair bit of Lichtenstein and Escher, but eventually the cakes in the cafe were too big a draw. Particularly for Cigs the Elder. 

These days I never spend any time with children - not unless you count my undergraduate students. Today's timely distraction reminded me of taking my own daughter round the same galleries. Though she wouldn't have reacted to being shown a beetle by immediately squashing it underfoot. Sugar and spice, and all that. I can hardly believe she's graduating in two days. Enjoy them while you can, Misterft - slugs and snails and all.