Day 406: Little Helpers

04/09/2022

Saturday morning was a large Football Buzz class, it is getting popular.

When we got home we swapped Emma’s Frozen football shoes for Emma’s wellies, threw on Lachie’s runners and then headed to the train station.

It was a quick ride into the city. After a lot of chitter chatter with aunty Becca about watches, Eloise was scouting them out.

Returning to Prezzo’s for long pizzas was the easy decision.

After some wee shopping, the skies started to open, Eloise’s favourite weather. Lachlan was not happy because he does not have wellies and we would not let him jump in the puddles in his sneakers.

We made our way past ol’mate, to George Square.

Lachie was legging it again as he locked on to the pigeons.

The friendly Glaswegians shared their pigeon food which made one boy very happy.

We made our way to the train station which was extraordinarily busy. The Old Firm had just wrapped up and the city was quickly turning green and white. “Celtic laid down an ominous marker in the Scottish Premiership title race as they dismantled rivals Rangers with a scintillating first-half display”.

In fact, it was derby day with Merseyside playing out a nil-all draw. We miss you Mané.

In the afternoon, Liam was supposed to start packing, he hates packing. Luckily our two little helpers were delighted to lend a hand. Eloise loves packing and Lachlan loves unpacking, the race was on. Our suitcases are as big as they come, after some begging, Eloise allowed me to borrow her “special suitcase”, perfect for a business trip.

Sunday morning started with early calls home to the dads for Aussie Father’s Day. After some special Dad cuddles, we decided it would be nice to head out for breakfast. The only issue was there were not too many places open before 10:00, perhaps breakfast/ brunch is not as popular here?

With full bellies we made our way to Bishopbriggs, we needed to get Lachlan some wellies after yesterday, especially as the rain is starting to pick up. Instead of Lachlan stumbling about in wellies that were four sizes too large he chose some dinosaur ones which were only two sizes too large.

Armed with wellies, the kids rushed outside, Eloise made sure that she showed Lachlan the correct way to jump in puddles.

After midday, Liam jumped in a taxi to the airport and it was back down to Bristol.

Disappointingly we were not booked on Scotland’s Airline, the tartan tail is neat. “The unique “Loganair Tartan” has become entry number 11,744 on the official Scottish Register of Tartans”.

Loch walks wait for nobody. Lachlan was keen to try out his wellies in the wild.

After touching down at Bristol Airpot, the Dream Team pushed on. Curious George and I were the only ones with driving licences. It was decided I would drive as CG was classified as a flight risk. We were all getting hungry, Exeter was a convenient spot on the way for dinner. None of us had been to Exeter before, we were keen to have a look about, I was interested to check out Simon’s old stomping ground. There was just one problem, our giant, Mr Tom, was too tall for this wee city.

We finally weaved and ducked our way to the Black Horse pub, the British do know how to name pubs. The eDarts looked like some fun, but we thought we would have a quick look at the impressive Exeter Cathedral before continuing on our noble quest.

Exeter Cathedral, properly known as the Cathedral Church of Saint Peter in Exeter, is an Anglican cathedral, and the seat of the Bishop of Exeter, in the city of Exeter, Devon, in South West England. The present building was complete by about 1400, and has several notable features, including an early set of misericords, an astronomical clock and the longest uninterrupted medieval stone vaulted ceiling in the world.

Exeter is a city in Devon, South West England. It is situated on the River Exe, approximately 36 mi (58 km) northeast of Plymouth and 65 mi (105 km) southwest of Bristol… From the 2011 Census, the Office for National Statistics published that Exeter’s district area population was 117,773.

The weather was truly horrific. You feel a bit ripped off when you travel down to England for torrential rain, this was just the start of it too. Perhaps we had brought the weather with us. I don’t think too many in England were complaining, it is well overdue from the recent brutal heat waves. The wee windscreen wippers on the Peugeot auto were struggling big time. It was a slow stressful crawl along the canal highway into Okehampton.

After messaging the kids to confirm that Spot had made it safely, it was well past bedtime.