In your face, Ron

Earlier today, dad called my brother, just to 'inquire after his supposed film hobby thingy' but really just to hear his voice. At some point during the call, it was mentioned that he didn't blog as often any more, so we're having to rely on strangers tagging him in facebook pictures to find out what he's been up to. His only comment was "well sis, you're not blogging all that much either. I know, I checked last week."

Well in your face, little brother. That's twice in a weekend, right here. I've been busy you know, finishing this lovely shrug.

To boot, some more lovely Scotland pictures, please enjoy, we sure did. Pitlochry and fly-fishing on the river Tay.