Sun streaming through the bedroom window.
Saturday morning pancakes and syrup.
A coffee morning to raise funds for the Boys' Brigade.
The boys got a few bargains since everything is for sale for about 50p.
David went to the cake stall to buy himself some cakes and bought back the ones I had made!
Watching the first shinty match of the season.
(OK, so you can hardly see the players but I was trying to get the whole vista in!)
A bit of shinty practise behind the goals.
You need to start them young!
A walk along the beach in the dimming light of the late afternoon.
To me, this is not a proper beach at all compared to the ones from where I come from, see here. But it still has sand and sea, and that is what matters to little boys.
And then a chippy tea to finish off the day.
In my hunger, I didn't take a photo of our actual chippy, so I looked online for a photo. When I was doing so, I found this discussion board by ex-pat Scots about the humble chippy, which I thought would be a useful explanation of what I'm on about for my overseas friends!
And if you read it, as a West Coast girl who is now living in the East, I am still horrified at the thought of that runny brown sauce on my chips that the East seems to love. We West Coasters are far more civilised with our vinegar.
Gaelic word of the day:
teaghlach (chi-lach) - family