Peachy person

Daughter 2 and her little peach have been here again - she's been having meetings in Glasgow, how lucky for us. We get to look after Littlest in her absence. Littlest chose some books and then "read" them to the wooden cat that I bought 30 years ago.



"I reading story to my cat. There go, cat, you read it."

She and I went to the museum. She carefully pressed buttons to make wheels go round.

And watched a balloon being filled with hot air and floating up towards the ceiling.

She communed with Dolly the sheep - "the most famous sheep in the world", according to the label. There may not be that many contenders for the title.

At one point my back was sore, so I fetched a museum stool for me to sit on while she looked at things. This didn't go entirely to plan.

And then on Saturday, I went with the two girls to the Botanics, which are showing a lot of colour.

Beautiful primulas.

And beautiful girls. It was quite breezy but as usual, the aeolian harp wasn't singing. Edinburgh's a windy city, but I've only heard the harp once, despite my many, many visits to the gardens.