Prodigal return

Friday past saw the return of Number-one-son-blog (in fact only son-blog) from a seven week trip to Indonesia. Mrs Blog and I had agreed to pick him up from Glasgow airport which as it turned out was an act of kindness for both Son-Blog and the population of the central belt of Scotland recently swelled by thousands of athletes for the Commonwealth Games.

For 55 hours Son-Blog had travelled on coach, ferry and four planes dressed like this...

Thank God he had grown a beard - at least that way we was not recognised by anyone who knows us!

Back Again

After trying to start a new blog with a slightly different "feel to it, I have given up and reverted to the old fashioned tried and tested Mk1 blog style.

To kick things off, and there is a lot of material floating about at the moment, I need to introduce three new additions to the Blog household...

Yes, Mrs Blog has finally bought three chickens to go in the coop I bought her last March (2013) - best not rush these things eh? So welcome to Custard, Mustard and Flustered, the last of which is aptly named and is the smallest of the three.

Apparently I upset them by showing them the ingredients for my morning omelette!