The lost Aberdeen photos

Due to a computer 'incident' yesterday's post lacked photos of Bluet meeting Uncle Nick. Here they are. As I am doing this post on the 15 mins of free wi if available on the train, check back for annotations. Ps we just left Aberdeen bound for York

Bluet in Aberdeen

So here we are in Newmachar*, celebrating Bluet's 8 month Birthday. Video to follow.

Right now Bluet is sleeping, Emily is out running, I'm writing a blog and Uncle Nick is being very hospitable. We've eaten traditional Scottish fare (fish and chips, a deep fried Mars bar for afters (surprisingly nice), some butteries for breakfast (Aberdeen's sole contribution to world cuisine, a bread product. Imagine the taste of one tub of salt, one block of butter and a small amount of flour - traditionally eaten smothered with more butter; we opted for baked beans and eggs). Later we will meet some old family friends, and probably take Bluet out in the snow. She seems to be happy so far - must be the bracing Scottish air.

I will also get to look through all my old stuff. Which is very exciting.

So in conclusion, the 8 hour train ride up here was totally worthwhile**. Some might say we are in the middle of a winter wonderland. The plants are lightly dusted with snow, but the sky is blue, and the heating in the bothy where we are sleeping is working remarkably well. We might even avoid frostbite!

*although I always say I grew up in Aberdeen, really it was a small, quite rubbish village a 30 minute drive from the metropolis that is Aberdeen. Our house is nice though.

**Bluet survived a bus ride to Cambridge station, a train to Peterborough, another train from Peterborough to Newcastle, a train from Newcastle to Aberdeen, and then the bus ride to Newmachar. She didn't sleep much, but didn't fuss much either.

To Aberdeen and Beyond

Bluet is on the train to Aberdeen. We are almost there.

Bluet has landed!

Hot off the press, the first photo of bluet in the UK taken in the heathrow baggage claim. We are now using the free train wi fi. Soon(ish) we'll be in Cambridge. Then we can rest our weary limbs

We are on the plane!

It's almost film watching time.

We're all going on a Christmas Holiday

Here we are all packed, ready to leave our apartment. In the next ~17 hours we will then walk to the subway, take the subway to the airport, wait hours at the airport (fingers crossed no delays), get on the plane; here Bluet will fall asleep as the plane lifts gently into the air around 19:30 tonight, allowing us several blissful hours of movie watching as we fly towards the Old Country. Then, we'll land around 7.50 in the UK, breeze through customs, get on the heathrow express to Padington, take the Underground from Paddington to King's Cross, get on the train at King's Cross to Cambridge (pausing briefly to purchase either a triangular sandwich or a cornish pasty and a Cafe Nero coffee I expect), meet my Mum at Cambridge station, and take the bus to her house. That is a lot of travelling. I'm betting Bluet will love every second of it.

At the bus stop

Waiting for the bus. It is a little nippy. You'll no doubt be pleased to know we are now on the bus.