The twins

When we very first arrived on Oz, we were checking out schools when we were introduced to a proper wee Glaswegian girly who did her job and said how dead good the school was (we ended up going to another school!)

On our first Boxing day we popped into the local pub after a 40 degree day on the beach where we were met by many kilts and smart dresses for a christening ....... the wee girl from the school was there and said to her Dad that she had seen us before ..... the 2 Dads started chatting , one in such a strong Glaswegian drawl that the Londoner (which was my one!!) could hardly understand a word!! It was there were we met the McGs.

Well 9 years on, nothing much has changed! JB (Johnny Boy) is still unintelligible! We are all still very unsensible ...and still dead good friends and it just happens that our youngest lads were born on the same day! So this evening was spent stuffing our faces with very lovely pizzas ...savoury and sweet and laughing and laughing and laughing ....... priceless