Storm Caroline got us off to a wobbly start . I’ve never seen the wings on an aeroplane so up and down . There was a deadly hush as we landed and then a long queue for the toilets .
Then we hooked up with the troops and marked Rosie’s 28th Birthday in style .
We walked ,brunched , galleried , saw a performance piece , ate curry ( twice ) , walked through snow and ice, over waterfalls , through forests ( Scotland is sooo beautiful ) .The sun shone for her , the pub fire roared for her and even BA helped prolong our celebrations by cancelling our return flight and giving us a night in an a la posh hotel in Glasgow .
Home now , only a week til I see them again