Dundee last weekend.

Friday night was really quiet and peaceful round here. The youngest daughter has gone to Benidorm. Food is still in the fridge. No clothes are strewn all over the house. It feels strange but good. And no - I dont feel guilty for enjoying it regardless of what her granny thinks.

Saturday we travelled up to Inverness for a wedding. The road to Inverness from Dundee is a bloody joke. No wonder there are so many fatalities. And whats all this No Pylons about? Anyway, the wedding was at a place called Bunchrew House Hotel which was totally amazing, they have an in house ghost called Isobel and the hotel gardens are on the banks of the Moray Firth. Stunning views. If you ever go up that way book in for a stay. The bride was gorgeous by the way and everyone had a great night. Breakfast in bed and then a champagne farewell - you canny beat it.

On sunday we came home by Aviemore then went and had a wee nosy round Kenmore. No matter what people tell you - Scotland IS bloody beautiful. Dont let anyone say any different. We had a cream tea in the gardens of an old church come cafe and watched the jetskiers and the speedboats all having the time of their lives. Before driving back we tried to have a nosy round the castle in the middle of the golf course but its all closed off. Doesnt look very safe mind.