The Bairn's Dram

Amélie enjoying her little limited edition quarter cask Laphroaig dummy. . .

It was Robert Burns Day, the man, the poet, the father (of many), the lyricist, and icon of Scotland.

Working from home today, Amélie had a great sleep in the afternoon that allowed me to get loads done, and gave Joni the chance to get some shopping in. We had some Haggis, neeps and tatties in the evening and I opened a bottle of Laphroaig, to which Amélie became very fond of. . . . the plot thickens.

Snowing today, never came to much.