Dog sitting was the plan…but things changed.

We were meant to be dog sitting today and tomorrow. We went to collect her, the weather was foul. We went back home instead of our planned walk in the forest. The wee family had headed west minutes beforehand, but just over an hour into their journey turned back, after learning the road ahead was closed by snow. So they ended up here for lunch and an afternoon visit. Our grandson was in good form after a sleep; he enjoyed wriggling about and gurgling on the big play mat. And their dog was never far from the action.

Younger son and partner did some business in Stirling. By all accounts they too were glad to get home.