Roryworld

We were in the Botanics today, and Rory nearly got to see the Queen. We left just before she got there. Anyway, on hearing the news of the royal visit, Rory cried uncontrollably until we left. Clearly a pocket-sized republican... here's one good reason to be...





Also we visited Rosslyn Chapel, which is a lot smaller and more full of Eurokids on language holidays, lounging around in a miasma of teeny hormones and illicit cigarette smoke, than I'd remembered. And it now costs £7 to get in! Pshaw. Rory slept soundly through the entire (non) event. Again, fair comment by the boy.

Tomorrow we see if he'll do the triple when we take him fox-hunting with the young Tories.. here's hoping he pukes (sorry, "possets") in their punch-bowl...