Happy Hogmanay!

A wee visit to Grandma and Granda before journeying at dusk under batman signal skies to the lovely Speyside in the Cairngorms. We swelled the ranks to 16 kids and 15 adults/big kids to see in the new year and the promise of two nights of rabble rousing. Hogmany was all about a truck load of liquid refreshments, competitive quizzes, strummings, singady songedys, fire breathing and a lovely meal. And not even a whiff of 'Jackie "skeletor" Bird', which is just the way it should be.