Last Sunday, we had our regular (in fact increasingly irregular) rendezvous with the Evanses, and back at our old summertime haunt - the reflecting pools outside the Scottish Parliament. As usual the pools became paddling pools and all the kids got soaked with the notable exception of Louis, who was uncharacteristically cautious. We had no spares so Holly ended up wearing my fleece as a dress. Earlier on that morning, Louis was snapped dressing up in Holly's ballet clothes. This was all hot on the heels of a busy Saturday when I can barely remember what we did, but I think it involved lunch down at Skye's house. No pictures were taken - I'm getting lax.
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