Hello, I’m back in the Kitchen, having despatched ds2 back to his family in London. We’ve had such a lovely weekend. He didn’t have room to take his Xmas cake and pud as he only had hand luggage. Never mind, that’ll just necessitate a trip down to him, won’t it?
There’s a lot to catch up on here! To give you all the strength to wade through my post, I’ve brought sultana slabs, topped with icing, and Portuguese custard tarts.
I’m glad your mum is ok so far, Dogs. Long may that last!
Did you have a rainy trip home to Inverness, Brooke? We in NE Scotland seemed to have escorted the worst of the rain so far….
Kittylester we have some gear stick tales, too. Dh once had a Triumph Herald’s gear stick come off in his hand. The entire car was a wreck - he had to access it by climbing in via the boot! Then when my boys were small we hired a car one weekend when ours was broken. There were no proper firms where we lived in the N of Scotland so this guy was a bit of a cowboy. It was a yellow Ford Sierra. Dh was parking up in a multi-storey in Inverness when the gear stick came off in his hand and we had to push the car into a parking space.
We got the train home at the end of the day and Dh phoned up the guy to tell him what had happened and asked for our money back and to cover the train fares. He came to the door to get the car keys but refused to refund us. As he walked off he asked ‘Where’s the car?’ and Dh said ‘I’m not telling you until you repay us.’ 
Next morning, he reappeared but stayed in his car while his adult daughter handed over the money. He shouted from the car ‘So where’s my car? and Dh replied, ‘140 miles away, in Inverness’ and slammed the door shut against the explosion that emanated from Mr Dodgy Car Hire! ?
Soop I’m going for a haircut on Sat so I’ll be doing the same as you by the afternoon, messing my hair up to my exacting standards!
Ooh, a wedding, Blossoming! Do you need help choosing a hat? You mentioned the Farquharsons - they’re also a local family in my area, big estate owners. I imagine there are several branches.
Imogen is a bonnie girl, *JaxJacky. We had considered the name Imogen for our youngest dd but when she was born, she was so angry and not at all how I envisioned an Imogen to be so we chose something else! 
for your poor dd, Grandmabatty. Every day seems like a month at the end of pregnancy, doesn’t it?
Annsixty that’s a reminder to keep things in perspective. I hope your poor friend is soon on the road to recovery.
The temari look beautiful, Baggs, like stained glass.
I’ve certainly had a busy few days here. Ds2 had arranged himself some insurance on dh’s sports car so he went off in it to visit his sister with a grin like a Cheshire Cat on his face! He’s now counting the days until his children leave home so he can get a sports car too. The children are seven and four.
. He also sorted out the final box from the garage, containing his junk…er…possessions.
Just as we dropped ds at the airport today I remembered that Dh and I have a music gig to go to in Perth tomorrow evening! Eek! I had slipped my mind totally. We’re supposed to be staying at DD’s on Thu and accompanying her, our GD and the baby on a visit to a pumpkin patch. We’ll just have to do two trips to Perth on consecutive days.
Then we’ll be back Fri evening, the aforementioned haircut on Sat morning followed by a local pot luck supper in the evening at the village hall to meet up with all the neighbours we haven’t seen for so long. It’s got a vaguely Halloween theme eg bring a pumpkin if you wish.
I need to conjure up a pot luck meal and am clean out of ideas. Any thoughts for something that can be rustled up quickly? No particular dietary needs apart from no fish, almonds(!) aubergines or olives. It needs to be something that stays warm on a walk to the hall.
Last but not least Dh had his flu vaccine and cv booster yesterday. We’re 24+ hours on and no side effects so far. ?
Peaceful dreams to you all. Xx