It's been lovely weather, as evidenced by the blue sky. Mr Life and I had a little trip to a newish antique centre the other day but I didn't buy anything, despite temptation. I fear that I have too much stuff. I like stuff, or at least certain stuff, such as bits of glass and wooden boxes, but on the other hand someone will have to do something with it all if I fall down dead suddenly. And if I don't, then I'm going to have to do something with it all at the point when we have to downsize.
We had a nice walk through the New Town (begun in 1780, so not all that new).
On the other hand, motor cars are useful.
And we parked ours...
... beside these ones.
It was Granddaughter-the-Elder's birthday yesterday, when she was (astonishingly) 4. Her parents gave her monster feet and her aunt gave her a wolf tail - both greatly appreciated. She likes accessories.
Daughter 1 made her this cake. I made the same design of cake for Daughter 2 when she was about 4. Roll-out icing hadn't been invented at that time so I think mine involved butter icing and coconut "fur". How thirty years do fly by... .