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Soggy day
Had a very wet walk into town today. And then got wetter later.
We had lunch at Bella Italia. Kate, Beth and I had spaghetti in tomato sauce; Mary (who is staying with us for the weekend) had something meatier. It was quite busy and the service was slow. Beth fidgeted a lot. She was supplied with an activity booklet, a game, and some crayons. I’m not convinced that is the best approach for her — she is capable of sitting at a table in a restaurant without needing something to distract her, but when she starts the meal with kiddie activity distractions I have a feeling that she becomes more bored and fidgety later.
A damp wander along South Street later, purchasing Kate a tartan shawl and Beth some new pink wellies on the way, we had a drink and a biscuit at the Byre, before finding that blue skies and sunshine had emerged for the walk home. Andrew had arrived just a few minutes before we got home, and he took me out for a spin in his new old car, a dark blue ex-Police Volvo estate. I feel he ought to have “To Protect and Serve” written on the doors. Or maybe it should be referred to as Ford Timelord.
We had lunch at Bella Italia. Kate, Beth and I had spaghetti in tomato sauce; Mary (who is staying with us for the weekend) had something meatier. It was quite busy and the service was slow. Beth fidgeted a lot. She was supplied with an activity booklet, a game, and some crayons. I’m not convinced that is the best approach for her — she is capable of sitting at a table in a restaurant without needing something to distract her, but when she starts the meal with kiddie activity distractions I have a feeling that she becomes more bored and fidgety later.
A damp wander along South Street later, purchasing Kate a tartan shawl and Beth some new pink wellies on the way, we had a drink and a biscuit at the Byre, before finding that blue skies and sunshine had emerged for the walk home. Andrew had arrived just a few minutes before we got home, and he took me out for a spin in his new old car, a dark blue ex-Police Volvo estate. I feel he ought to have “To Protect and Serve” written on the doors. Or maybe it should be referred to as Ford Timelord.