Birthdays in our family all come in pairs (at least – we have four in one week in August). So this weekend was Mr Mc’s birthday. We celebrated with a bit of this and a bit of that.
A bit of this – a walk on my favourite beach on Sunday afternoon. The camera batteries were flat, so this photo was actually from a visit four years ago. That little chap is D: how fast time is passing. The beach was the same but, oh, how we all have changed.
I decided the best birthday present I could give R this year was time off: so he spent Saturday skiing with his brother in a blizzard at Glenshee. There’s nothing like battling with the elements on the side of a Scottish mountain to make you feel really alive. Happy Birthday, my love!