My parents are made up by the fact my sister has suggested that my boyfriend is now called uncle by her three boys. He is also very touched and yesterday took his role seriously and we took most of the kids on a rainy walk. We were doing pretty well following frequent reminders from myself that the stream water needed to stay below the top of their wellies. Coming out the other side of the ghyll, the littlest then jumped in massive puddle, the water in which went up and then down straight inside the wellies.
I am hoping we will be entrusted to do it all over again today. It's incredibly mild here but also rather damp. I'm managing not to hang out on Facebook whilst folk are around, which is a good thing - when I went on last night I was reminded of all the events I could have been at this weekend. I'm sad not to be there as there are so many traditional favourites with some of my dearly beloveds. Those of you reading this who are at them, I hope you have a wonderful time :-) This afternoon the plan is for all 11 of us to go to chapel here for the carol service, I hope that too will be wonderful :-)
can't beat some cold ghyll scrambling Kristie! where are you??
ReplyDeleteWe were in Dufton, where my parents live, and my spiritual home :)
DeleteTho boys loved getting as wet and muddy as possible!!