Missed this thread at start of the weekend.
So my review...
Friday evening
Birthday present shopping for the missus, in her absence obviously but with the kids and my Mum in tow. Moderately successful. Ceramic Experience nacho bowl duly hand-printed etc but shhhh, it's a surprise.
Took Eilidh out in the Elise as she got let down this week when the old crate wouldn't start. Quick buzz over to Doune to see Fd and Nikki, lovely wee run out and the B-roads from Dunblane area are v nice.
Invested the usual mental and physical exertion in kiddie bedtime then collapsed in front of a fish supper at 9-something-pm
Saturday
James' turn in the Elise, to Sainsbury's and back for some breakfast treats.
Back home to disconnect and diagnose a leaky cludgie in upstairs bathroom, nae nice
Caught most of GP qualifying then off to little bro's for most excellent family BBQ, some good chatter and some space for the kids to run off some unused energy. Of which there seems to be much just now, given how long they take to get off to bed these days!!
Once again, Guantanamo mind-games from the 2-yr-old at bedtime and tonight instead of collapsing in front of fish supper at 9.30 I am collapsing into my own bed. <shakes head> Rock n Roll man.
Sunday
Apparently it's Fathers Day. Lisa fends the kids off me as long as she can manage but around 8am they finally burst through the cordon and I'm rudely awakened by cards, presents and some brekky in bed. Hard life eh.
Original plan was to head to Doune for the morning with the kids, but a faulty washing machine put paid to that and after digging about in it somewhat gingerly and fruitlessly, I settle for cutting the grass with Eilidh's help
and readying myself for The Big Race.
Broadly enjoyed the GP. Particularly nice to find James taking his daily nap beside me despite the howling V8s, and then Eilidh deciding to do the same. Except she's too old for naps now and it plays hell with her bedtime routine. Which it did.
Anyway got over to catch tail end of Doune with the family, nice to see Fd and Nikki and Mac and Jonathan and others today. My those single seater V8 type hillclimber things are nuts, and that's just off the start line. Note to self, get back there for longer next time, and get somewhere up the hill.
Made the family dinner (on Father's Day, how does that work), got prevented from watching TG by guess what, kiddie bedtime nonsense, and after watching James May on the moon went out and washed the Family Barge. 1st time in weeks, shocking.
Top Gear on iPlayer and then a checkin with my buddies here on SE. Another weekend bites the dust and again I go back to work more tired than at the start of it. Sheesh.
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Or should that be 
, again! Its a bit of a tradition from us ex- cornets Then off the horse and into the pubs for the rest of the day.