Well the weekend is at an end and I am the only person left up, as everyone else has gone to bed. Twenty-three years ago I gave birth to Jamie and yet it seems like yesterday. The birthday boy has not been home today because he got a great offer of tickets to the rugby at Murrayfield. He texted me a picture of the view from his seat which seemed excellent. However we will see him next weekend. This morning James paid for his flights to Peru this summer and he was suitably grateful. Also today, Ally and Cat booked their air tickets for their back-packing holiday in the far east this summer. What a globe-trotting family we will be!
Last night we met Cat's parents, Christine and Gerry, for the first time, when they came round for dinner. I was a bit nervous because I have heard that Christine is a great cook and I didn't want to let Ally down. I spent ages in Waitrose choosing ingredients including an extensive cheeseboard which I had heard that they liked. Ally and Cat were very helpful in finishing off the garnishes like making parsnip crisps for the apple and parsnip soup, and serving everything out. This took the pressure off me and meant that I could relax more. It turned out to be a very pleasant and convivial evening; both of our guests were very friendly and chatty and we all got on very well - it turns out that Christine and I have a surprising amount in common. And the cheeseboard went down very well!
Today James and I went for a walk on the beach at Troon in fairly mild weather and had a good old chat about life and plans. We had lunch in a really nice wee café called the Velvet Apple. The home made soup was absolutely delicious. Later Grandma came round for tea and was fascinated by Ally and Cat's holiday plans. It has been a good weekend.
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