Friday

A bit of  a story that resulted in me going away with S, K the boys and Mum, against what I wanted to do. 
A farm house in the Scottish Borders. 
I drove Mum and I down and got there no problem until the last little bit. Mum and I had a disagreement on what way to go and I ended up going her way to stop her moaning and it was the wrong way. The car got stuck in a huge deep puddle. It was cold and wet. The farmer saw me and had to get the tractor to tow me out. It was very stressful and all Mum could do was laugh. 

The house was so warm when we got in thankfully, as I was covered in mud and soaked. Not long after S and K arrived and we got unpacked and the dinner on. Steven was keen to get the fire going with Harris looking on , saying 'be careful Daddy'!