Starlings Merry Go Round

The day after the Ceilidh, my feet hurt and I have bruises on my arms, must have been a good night then!

I even danced with Billy Connolly and Pamela Stephenson, twice, just like normal folk although my husband was a little drunk and kept pointing and started to mime his name rather indiscreetly. I aplogise.

It was a fantastic night and was the first time that Darren's dad and his partner Sue had been to a ceilidh. To top it off we were in the good company of friends who liked to dance hence the sore feet.

Today we went for a drive to clear our heads a little and show our guests some of the views. This was the view at the Co-op in Aboyne. Darren deliberately parked next to the biggest puddle in the carpark just to have a laugh at his dad struggle to manoeuvre around it. Luckily his dad has a good sense of humour.