I've just realised it's Friday, blog day. I'm busy having a shower then in suddenly dawned, so this will be quick.
Apparently, I'm not the only one in my family to forget pants. Ellie is graduating today so we came to Dundee yesterday. Isaac didn't bring pants. He also forgot PJs (I'll just sleep in my pants - um, not if you only have the one pair!) he forgot socks. He was wearing the only footwear he had (in his own words 'tatty trainers') nice look with his shirt and tie (dad ironed his trousers and shirt and packed them with his suit in the suit carrier, otherwise Isaac would be in his far too baggy, and dirty, jeans!) So it's mum's job to QC him. Though as he's 24 he shouldn't need it. Obviously he does. After picking up the graduation tickets we went shopping. Isaac bought pants, socks, smart boots and new jeans. (He was poorly over the summer and lost weight which he hasn't put back on so needed a size smaller on jeans. His old ones hung off him). It cost him a small fortune which Mark called his forgetful tax! I said less because I kind of did the same, except it was only knickers and bras for me.
Ellie was in London with work yesterday. She flew back to Aberdeen then hopped on the train to Dundee. She picked up her graduation gown (they don't do mortar boards here) and we went off out for dinner. She's very shy is my Ellie, not! Tapas and sangria with a cocktail thrown in for good measure. Lovely evening and so very proud of her. She did her masters in psychology whilst working full time as a home designer for John Lewis. She's being made redundant on 6th January so maybe her masters degree might feature, we'll see.
Right I need to get dressed and look pretty. See you next week and sorry this is so late!
Rich people have labels on their clothes. Happy people have dog hairs on their clothes.
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