Camping it up

Off to Crathes Castle for some burned soup, stale bread ( still nice though) and to pick up the happy campers after their two days in the wilderness under canvass. Drove them straight to Inverurie for bowling with the netball folk, via a wee detour in the middle of nowhere to look for beasties.

Dropped the girls and bagged a massive slice of cake at one of our locals (cake places, not pubs, because we are old) before heading home and out with the furballs for a long walk in the trees. Caught Dave giving the neighbour's dog pets and treats through the garden gate again, he can't resist a wee chat with lovely old Jessie.