Watch the skies
A wonderful Saturday. Freya went swimming with her mum while I had a chat with good pal Richard Guitarist (his wife and baby were swimming too). Then off to Borders for cofffee and cake, and more chatting. After we got home J, Freya and I went out again for a swim in the big grown up pool. We took it in turns and while I was sitting with Freya in the pool's lobby I was constantly regailed by people telling me how beautiful my daughter is. In the evening we had pizza and I even found time to play the Warr Guitar.
Is it me, or are there more planes in the sky today?