Princes Street

Headed into town with the boyfriend and his lovely mother this morning and went up the Big Wheel. I'm always slightly dubious about the mechanical and engineering qualifications of the people in charge of it, but we didn't plummet to our deaths and got a few good shots at the top. Obviously, the boyfriend felt it necessary to spin it as much as he could, much to everyone else's annoyance, but it was fun overall.

We were on babysitting duty this afternoon, for his little sister, so we made the journey to Tesco sound as exciting as possible and then took her to get our Christmas tree on the way home. She's all juiced and fed and nestled in the beanbag in front of The Polar Express now.