Oot and aboot with the boy
This is becoming a regular outing.
We drop Aaron and Louisa off at the swimming pool, park up, have a wander into town for birthday cards/coffee/nappies/contact lens solutions or whatever else we might need then back to meet the other two at the pool.
We even followed it up today with a nice meal at Louisa's sister's before I had to shoot off to work.
Judging by Owen's expression as we crossed Porthill bridge I can only assume that a pterodactyl was about to swoop down and grab me but got distracted at the last second.