Support act

By the time we arrived in Glasgow and sat down for dinner, Nikki and I were so tired that we decided against seeing the band, and were tucked up in bed by 10pm instead (the time they were supposed to be on stage). We were exhausted. Since when did we become so old?

The wee man was in fine fettle for Lynn, our friend and overnight babysitter. He was happy and charming, and remained that way all day for Nikki today.

We're both shattered again tonight but at least we have another holiday coming up in a few days. On Wednesday we're all flying to Cyprus for a week. Woohoo!