The wee lady.

Sunday dinner. It didn’t quite go to plan.

We’d two sittings. And lots of chat.

Younger son and partner significantly delayed, he was at a kilt fitting in Glasgow etc.

The wee family have to eat early so they can get home for bath time and bed etc.

Their wee dog was keeping a watchful eye on the kitchen and enjoying attention. Our baby grandson is getting a bottle from his father in the background.