Spitfire...

I tell you, my boy is a trooper.

Ewan has been feeling rubbish all weekend and when he slows down he just looks so cutely miserable but he's been a ball all weekend. He, his sister and I went through to Edinburgh for a cup of and a wee play park sesh yesterday and today we went through to Kelvingrove Museum in Glasgow today. He was a bit clingy, wanting carried at first but when his uncle Ali and aunt Joslyn appeared he was running all over the shop.

Kelvingrove Museum by the way. What a brill place. You walk in and it smells exactly as you'd imagine a museum to smell. It so full of such interesting and well laid out things.

Two of the many things we learned today. This is a real Spitfire, not a model and of all the bird species, the humming bird lays the smallest egg. We surmised that it wouldn't make a very big omelette.