I can see beyond your smile

Si is a great dad.

He loves his babies to bits. How delighted was he that his wee-est baby came home this weekend. He was able to feed her, and then despite me saying that she was lucky to have her stuff washed (She could barely carry the bag she brought home - and it was all washing) he did all her ironing too.

He would have driven her back up to Edinburgh tonight too if she had petted the lip for him.

As it is, she is going for the train tomorrow morning, and calmness and serenity will once more fall upon the washing machine.