Hard Lines

Lovely evening and I had a wonderful idea for an idyllic canal walk with all the family in the last rays of sunshine.

No 3 wanted a scooter. No 2 wanted her bike tyres pumped. No 1 was in her PJs.

10 mins later on the canal the fights started. Who was first, who was too close to the water who couldn't scooter fast enough. 10 mins further on at the park, No2 fell off her bike, the big boys were on the swings that No 3 wanted.

Tears all round.

Back to the house - freezing and 'Number 11' snot running both barrels down No 3 face. Then she fell off the swing in the garden.

All sent to bed in disgrace.

I took loads of pictures of the lovely canal - but they all had a moaning or crying child in them. So here's a wee snap of the train station beside us - the train lines are leading directly to Arthur's Seat !

Enjoy the peace and quiet tonight.