Socially Distanced

My wife, Pamela, meeting her nephew for the first time. Lockdown has been full of ups and downs for lots of people across the world. This was both for Pamela. She is very much a ‘baby holder’ and cradling her brother’s son would have meant the world to her. Smiles through the windows would have to suffice. And will have to continue to suffice, at least for the coming months.

I’m sure it will make the first hug all the more satisfying.

I should point out that I am not a ‘baby holder’. I’m fine once they get to the stage that I can throw them away and they won’t get hurt but until then I’m pretty useless. So the wee man here doesn’t know how lucky he is that we were separated by glass and law. I would have dropped him and ruined everyone’s day/life.

Scarecrows

In celebrating our wedding anniversary, we returned to the scene of the crime in Luing. To get there, you have to drive across the Island of Seil with its famous(ish) ‘Bridge Over the Atlantic’. When we got there, we found that they were having a scarecrow festival. I’ve no idea the origins of it but in the dozen or so times we’ve been up there, we hadn’t seen it before so I’m going to assume it’s new.

Seems like the whole place got into the spirit. Some were fun, some were living nightmares.

They also helped create the game, “Person or Scarecrow” which led to one poor guy, taking a breather at the side of the road, to be studied by us as we drove by.