We are staying at home for Christmas this year, so we journeyed to Scotland at the weekend to see our Scottish family and friends. I love having a reason to visit my favourite city but I would love it even more if all of our friends and family lived in the one country so we could see them all, all of the time. It’s hard to be away from those you love to spend time with.
As a rule we have morning rolls fresh from the local bakery for lunch and Chub has to have a Scotch pie with brown sauce.
We raided Mum Outlaws always well stocked biscuit tin.
I read bedtime stories to my niece and nephew while lying on a unicorn pillow pet. This was a lovely moment until I down at the end of the bed and caught my nephew with his finger up his nose. He had been rubbing my toes only seconds before hand so I’m pretty sure he was rubbing unmentionables on them.
We met friends for dinner and the boys drank whisky while the girls drank red wine beside the largest Christmas tree I’ve ever seen indoors.
We woke up early and caught a beautiful sunrise over the Edinburgh rooftops.
We strolled through Princes St Gardens under Edinburgh Castle at a more leisurely pace than we ever used when we lived in the city. We remembered how we used to picnic there in the early stages of our romance.
We visited the German Christmas Market that comes to Edinburgh every year, remembering the times we drank mulled wine without a care in the world.
We ate the free samples of stollen and gingerbread cookies, and we admired the nutcrackers.
I took this photo, listening to a bagpiper on Princes St playing Yellow Submarine.
My best friend from University got engaged on this ferris wheel eight years ago and I was her bridesmaid at her wedding.