The Scottish Pair were with us last week, and we are just enjoying the calm before the storm of the Oxford Lot hits us tomorrow. We had a lovely week with the lads. To bed late, so we had quiet mornings while they recovered. First evening was fun, as they ran around the garden trying to escape my camera. I think they get fed up of me and my eternal snapping. Never mind, I’ll make up for it when The Munchkins come.

Liam and Kieran in garden

Fine young men

Gotcha

Gotcha

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Number Six

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“I will not make any deals with you. I’ve resigned. I will not be pushed, filed, stamped, indexed, briefed, de-briefed, or numbered! My life is my own.”

The Big Man

The Big Man

Almost got them

Almost got them

Greed was his downfall.

Greed was his downfall.

Strike!

Strike!

Liam was winning most of the time, but Grandad finally won. He also won at Scrabble. Bowling is cheap, but the drinks were extortionate.

I finally got a photo of the pair, as I said I needed it for the portrait picture gallery I intend to do in one of our rooms. Nobody’s holding their breath, though. I’ve been planning it for a couple of years.

The Pair

The Pair

Well, it’s 4pm. Where has today gone? I still need to do loads. Bye.

Update. Hey. It’s only 3.30. I’ve got plenty of time.

2 comments on “From Bowling to Scrabbling

  • So pleased to see the photos of Liam and Kieran. What lovely boys. Reading your blogs are great Aileen, I feel I’m learning g more about you every day x

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