Gerry's cafe

So, the plan of wandering round Pennywell after Ewan's swimming lesson has been scuppered by the cold wind and persistent drizzle. Just unpleasant to drag a wee boy around in never mind do it yourself.

While we waited for Mandy we've taken cover in Gerry's cafe. Run by Italians, fitted out to look like an American diner selling classic Scottish fare. A fine lorne sausage on a floury Scottish roll.

Next we're heading to Brechin for Mandy's mum's 60th birthday.