Awake far too early - Tom with a cough at 0238 and then Alex somehow confusing 0515 with 0615. Great.
Still, we got up, went out for packed lunch bits; and then to football in spite of Tom not feeling 100% - the wonders of Calpol.

And then to the Boatie Club; to meet Pensioner who kindly agreed to get the kidz on board to spectate the skiff rowing / yachty / running race from Granton to Newhaven and back again. There were several laps by various crafts and after a grey start, the sun shone through and we bobbed up and down, boys captivated by it. Still - one thing. It's a lot harder than it looks keeping the horizon straight when there's a Force 3 Nor'easterly blowing and 2 kids to stop falling in.

A most enjoyable couple of hours before we headed to shore to partake of refreshments and meet up with a Princess late of this parish.

A beer and a cake later, we headed home to put the fish pie on and a quiet evening (boys are very tired) before I got peace to piece together balloons and bunting for Tom's 9th birthday tomorrow. Now for a quick catch up of the fitba and then grab some sleep. (I may post a link to the rest of the photos on Fakebook once I've sifted through them - and straightened them, obv.)