First and foremost, apologies for the lack of pictures from this trip. A combination of a crazy schedule (we packed a *lot* into two days!), a family who hate having their pictures taken, and just plain forgetfulness, I rarely took my camera out. I did get some pictures of my friend and her precious wee family though, which I will post before too long….
So, Scotland. 4 am Friday the alarm went off. Isn’t 4 am just one of the most depressing times? It’s dark, but early….stay up till 2 am and all is well with the world. Get up at 6 am and the birds are singing and you are stealing a march on the day. But 4 am is a different kettle of fish! Anyways, we got dressed in a flash, and bundled into ghetto car for the trip to Luton. Wheeeee, whizzing down the M1 in the fog! Got there, whizzed through security, did the pre-requisite amount of standing about waiting, and by 7 am we were in the air. Slightly horrid moment where our landing at Aberdeen almost got diverted to Edinburgh or Glasgow due to adverse weather, but eventually we managed to land safe and sound. Yay! Then, off to pick up our (giant!) hire car – Matthew hadn’t driven for a while so grappling with a giant family sized car was quite a job! He did brilliantly (quelle surprise. The boy really is quite aggravatingly clever at times!).
Up the A96 we drove, and as we headed west the clouds lifted to show beautiful blue skies and plenty of spring sunshine. Loooovely. And by lunchtime we’d arrived at our hotel, which was just beautiful and the perfect base for all our Moray based adventures. And what did we do first? Had a nap, haha – that 4 am start was catching up with us. Then round to my parents house, where Mum, Dad, Midimus, Minimus and FBIL (future brother-in-law, my sister’s fiancé) awaited us. Nice big family meal, and then Matthew, Minimus and I headed off for a few drinks in town with my lovely friend Simon and his girlfriend Nicole, who came through from Inverness. They are one of the nicest couples you’ll ever meet, it was great to see them. After they headed back we returned to the hotel for a nightcap before falling proper asleep – all that fresh air had done us in!
Saturday dawned grey and rainy, and we had a busy day ahead. Poor Matthew – I dragged him round to meet all sorts of folk, but he was across the board lovely (yep, he’s a keeper). We went to the local hippy commune (no, really…) to buy gifts for a friend, went out to the beach to take a look at the beautiful Moray Firth, then went up to meet my good friend Erin and her three beautiful children. Her youngest, Mia, is only three weeks old, and is absolutely precious. Zack, who I last saw as a baby, is now a proper wee man, and Owen made fast friends with Matthew (Matthew’s a little scared of babies, so chose, rather sensibly, to play ball games with the three-year-old instead!). Then through for a coffee with my lovely friend Sam (I only get north three times a year, so wanted to make the most of my time!), before heading back to Findhorn for fish and chips by the sea. Then back to the parentals house for chat, playing with my sister’s dogs, and playing Rummikub. Safe to say, my family liked Matthew! And then, at long last, sleeptime – on Saturday I fell asleep literally as my head hit my pillows!
Sunday was sunny again – yay!- so we had a very pleasant drive down to Aberdeen. I was excited to show Matthew where I had gone to uni, and just sad we had only a tiny window of time. We met my lovely friend Shona, one of my partners in crime from my university days, and caught up over chips and cola. And then we whizzed back to the airport, flew down south, had a nightmare getting the car out of parking (*shaky fist*), grabbed some Nando’s (mmmmmmm, Nando’s) and then came home.
What a weekend! How was yours?