... go fly a kite. The weather on Monday was terrible, howling gales and freezing showers. So naturally we popped down to Silverknowes to fly a kite. Holly was on the point of giving up as we trooped heads-down into the tempest, but when we turned our backs to the wind and got the kite up, the weather melted away and the wee eskimo smile took over. My hands were freezing so I only took one picture. Earlier that day, I was moving the TV and things around, and Louis clambered up on the stand. He was more entertaining that anything else on TV that day ha ha ha!
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