St Cyrus

Who knew that friendship could run so deep when you're 5!

They'd been friends since we moved 'round the corner. Or then abouts. I don't know when they become friends but more and more we found the Wee CEO round at his house, or him at ours. They used to shout down the gardens to each other. Do nothing together and make grand plans together.

Then his fiend moved to Australia. The wee CEO was devastated. There were tears. And he had photos of his buddy all over his wall.

So imagine his delight when the wee CEO discovered his friend was coming 'home'. Aberdeen might not be home. Or just down the other end of the street, but it did mean that we could go on an adventure to go and visit.

Imagine the excitement as we got in the car...

We stopped off at Arbroath Abbey on the way, at the boy's request. Then, at my request we stopped of at St Cyrus beach... A beautiful and barren expanse of sand and grassy dunes. We made a giant track with a giant stick. Then raced. He won!

Then back in the car to Aberdeen!

When we got there, it was amazing to see the boys get back to where they left of. And the mums too!

And you know what was really amazing... After all the excitement, when it finally got to bed time, they went straight to sleep - even sharing a room... Plotting their grand plans could obviously wait till tomorrow!