The Whangie

I had to ask Carina how to spell that.

It was her birthday yesterday.

We woke up in Milgavie, the first time I’ve stayed there.

Climbed down the ladder, then down the stairs to find her mum making pancakes.

The Whangie was a pretty special walk. Climbing through rocks, a beautiful day.

We went to Gloriosa for dinner. Beetroot, scallops, squash.

Presents from me: ring, candle, book.