Girly weekend

 

Benjamin had a bit of a girly weekend – which I think he thoroughly enjoyed. Then again, who doesn’t like being waited on hand and foot. Hang on, that happens to him all the time! - while Gary went on a man trip to Buchan. Six blokes decided they needed to retreat to their cave, literally.

We had a lovely time going with Babcia to the St Andrews market on Saturday morning. I had warned mum that it was a bit of a hippie market. I introduced her to her first chai tea (the proper one boiled in milk. I had had my first one here years ago at the Chai Tea tent and had fallen in love with it) while I breastfed sitting on one of the cushions there while Mum proceeded to tell me in Polish how I was right, this really was a hippie place, full of weirdos. Of course she used the English words for ‘hippie’ and ‘weirdos’, so there was no doubt about what she was talking about!

Auntie Jo-Jo  came to stay over on Sunday night, so we had a lovely Sunday afternoon sitting in the sun in the backyard gasbagging before we went for a long walk.

Gary came back yesterday afternoon having enjoyed the trip except for the fact that they all froze their butts off the previous night as the temperature had dipped below zero, vowing never to go during winter again! Well, Buchan is near the Snowy River…

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