blue sky thinking

Remember last week, when it was suddenly summer, before the snow hit again?  Ah, the skies were so blue back in those halcyon days.  We took a daytrip to Helensburgh, where we had to fashion a makeshift sun hat for Dulcie (using her speuchle cloth a.k.a. the muslin for mopping up sick) and Graham got sunburn and had to delay getting a haircut so that he wouldn't have a big white strip on his forehead.

Ice cream was frankly necessary, but we didn't have tablet ice cream from this bike/freezer combo.

Instead, we had chocolate caramel shortcake ice cream (mmmmm!) from this cafe, coaxed in by this spoon-wielding boy in a giant cone.

A family portrait.  We used my new birdy scarf to make shady curtains for Dulcie's pram.  Ever the resourceful mother (though I feel more like a makeshift mother when I see all the other babies with their made-for-purpose gadgets and gizmos).

Here I am sitting by the water's edge with a flattering back light.  We sat here and ate dinner, which was... a fish supper!  Graham persuaded me to share one with him and it turned out to have two big pieces of battered fish in it.  I thought I might just manage a few mouthfuls, but I managed to eat a whole piece of fish and actually quite enjoyed it.  It was much easier to eat than the fishcake and I didn't get the dead flesh horror the next day either.  Go me!  This is great progress in my devegetarianising process.

This is a much less flattering light than the last picture, obviously, but it demonstrates a couple of things perfectly - 1) Dulcie's thumb-sucking obsession (cute) and 2) my horrific post-pregnancy hair loss.  Nooo!  Over the last month or so my hair has been falling out in handfuls.  Hopefully the situation stabilises soon before I am completely bald.  My habit of tying my hair back when wet and not thinking about it again does not help the situation either.  I am planning to get all my hair chopped off into a bob or similar.  I feel like a dowdy old ugly bug at the moment, but the light-headed effect of a drastic chop will hopefully perk me up.  If I can find the time to visit the hairdresser.