Baby's first...proper outing
At 11 days old, Junior had his first planned outing. Two of them to be precise.
The first was to watch the local football team get hammered by the visiting opponents, as is the norm for our side. However, the rain was just too much, and we never made it. We don't know if the game was even played, it really was wet.
I am really gutted about not being able to take my son to his first game of football, but common sense had to prevail and call it off due to the weather. Instead we stuck it out in the house, putting the central heating on for the first time this summer. I was really looking forward to teaching my son certain swear words while he's too young to repeat them (all in reference to the solo sexual antics of the referee), but it would seem the Scottish summer has delayed that for a short while.
Second on the social calendar, and I'm writing between engagements here, is a dinner party at Auntie Nic & Uncle Gav's place. This was a long standing arrangement based on MOTS being a couple of weeks late and going stir crazy, to get her out of the house. As it is Junior is here so will be attending his first function. This will, as always, be a roaring success, and thanks to NIc & Gav for their continuing help.
