It's just not cricket

Actually, it is. I ate two. I can't quite believe I did that. Eldest ate one too. So proud.
We had an awesome day today:
Civic reception at Kelvingrove with pastries and bacon rolls. Eldest got his head squashed between the avuncular hands of a large Pakistani man. It was brilliant. His eyes nearly popped out of his head.
Onto the Mela for more fun.
Up to Glasgow Uni for science fair where the boys made cells and DNA out of sweeties. And where we ate crickets.
Back to Mela for backstage wander which eldest thought was very very cool.
Just a fab, fab day.