Good morning all from Glasgow. It's dry here in Glasgow and we are promised some sunshine.
DH plans to cut the grass for the last time and I shall potter about clearing up after him.
Managed to do a bit of retail therapy yesterday, I just wanted away from the mess. However, most of it was for DGD, I couldn't resist all the lovely things in the shops.
At about teatime, I heard a loud banging on the front door, I thought DH had locked himself out. There was a cheeky wee face pressed against the glass, shouting, "Gran, gran". She had told daddy, on picking her up from nursery, that she wanted to "Check on gran and papa." That's what's great about being a grandparent. ?
Have a good day, whatever you are doing.