Good Traveller

Conor and I came back from Aberdeen today. He slept pretty much the whole way and when he did wake up, he was very affable. We had a quick trip to Falkirk with Auntie Katie in the afternoon and then I left him with Gran and Papa for an hour to go to Metafit (which nearly killed me tonight). And now to get organised for Ed and Orla coming home in the early hours of tomorrow morning!