Love Sundays

I love Sundays  for all the reasons you might do too.

I have time to spend with my family when no-one needs to go to work or school or just out. I have time to cook and bake and of course eat. This Sunday I labelled endless pieces of school uniform because now I have TWO school age children and you better believe I'm labelling everything I possible can because #bekindtoteachers

And because sometimes I can squeeze in a bit of blogging too.

I think my favourite place to take photos is on the beach. And lots of my favourite photos of the kids have been taken on the beach. I mean beautiful background, beautiful children, how can you lose?

On holiday this year we spent a lot of time at the beach. Some days I was organised with spare clothes and healthy food and carefully timed naps. And sometimes we just rocked up with snacks which come in packets and tucked our dress in our knickers and got on with it. This trip was one of the latter and these images are exactly what I want to capture. Childhood in all it's salty, messy, time bending, elemental glory. My beach babes.



Happily Ever After (30 years......)

We followed up Isla and Paul's big day, 5 days later, with another wedding.

My Dad married his partner Lesley. 

After 30 years together. 

They wanted their wedding to be a celebration of the life they have shared and the family which has continued to grow throughout those years. 

It was a fantastic day, filled with smiles and laughter and a few happy tears. I can't actually express how happy I am for my Dad and Lesley and how lovely it was to hear them say their vows. I feel like they have lived out the promises of richer and poorer, sickness and health for three decades together but somehow saying it out loud in front of us all completed the circle. 

And I'm pretty sure the kids enjoyed the food, face painting, wii, ball pit, bubble machine and more which were laid on for the junior VIPs.  

Cool as a cucumber :)

Flinging petals like it's her job. 

Those are some genuine grins!

The kids were completely over having photos taken. Not that you'd guess by Grier's face.

Just. leave. me. alone.

The kids invented Irn Coke. It's a secret recipe which you might just be able to recreate.

Baxter ate all three of his own courses then started on Greig's. Standard behaviour.

Candy necklace. Elsa wand. Frozen facepaint. If Grier planned weddings they would look just like this one.........

Thanks Dad and Lesley for having us all there to celebrate with you. Thanks for making it so memorable for everyone from the biggest to the littlest. We wish you many, many more happy years together.

Isla and Paul

It has been wedding season for us over the past week. Two family weddings in a 5 day period has been memorable and emotional. And I'm pretty sure the kids now think of themselves as professional wedding guests.

I've known Greig's sister Isla for twenty years and for every one of those she has been mad about pink. So it made sense  on a day to celebrate her (and her new husband of course) pink featured heavily. We kicked off the wedding weekend with a brunch for the ladies which was a lovely way to get together and share a few memories and laughs. 

And then just like that the wedding day itself.

In a true testament to Scottish weather it chucked down almost all day. But that did nothing to dampen spirits and in all honesty I'm not sure the bride even noticed. She was a picture of calm and serenity. And she literally beamed from beginning to end. 

In the midst of the busyness a wee moment of calm for Brodie. 

The kids literally danced themselves to a standstill. They are a fantastic reminder to squeeze every last drop of joy from a happy occasion. It felt odd to carry a bouquet rather than have my camera in my hand but it was a lovely honour to be included in the wedding party. 

From the first hair grip to the last dance it was a day filled with love and happiness, and a wonderful beginning to married life.


Filey is near Bridlington.

Bridlington is a seaside town which I consider to have considerable charm combined with faded glamour. It's not Disneyland for sure but I think that's what I like. It is flashy and tacky in parts. It has a working harbour and smells a bit fishy. It has a promenade and seafront which has likely remain relatively unchanged for a very long time. It sure is an interesting place to eat an ice cream and watch the world go by. See exhibit 1.

We've only been home a week but already looking back on these photographs has crystallised these memories in my mind. Baxter at exactly the right height to swing perilously from the 2p falls. Grier making sand angels and drawing figures in the sand and telling me the complicated back stories which accompany them. Brodie with wet feet after the lure of wave jumping proved to be just too strong to resist.

En vacances 2016

We choose our holiday destinations like this. We decide how long we can possibly bear to be trapped in a small space with the kids and then we choose places within that travelling distance time. Then Greig spends a loooonnnnggg time scouting suitable accommodations, shows me pictures online and then I point 'that one'. Job done. It's worked well so far at least.

This year we sojourned in Filey, Yorkshire. 

We were fabulously close to a quiet beach, had a swimming pool a stones throw away and were within travelling distance of a theme park. Easily pleased I think you'd call that. It was a fantastically busy, noisy, happy, exhausting, sugared week which left my face a little sore from smiling and laughing. I don't think it matters where we go but when I have time with my little family we draw closer together, see new things about each other we haven't noticed and make memories we will have forever. #winning

she valiantly attempted to eat all that cake. but i ended up wrapping up about three quarters to take home with us.

busy busy. lego. colouring. beading. busy busy

i can only think that the sand was warm?

scrub land back drop? out of focus? no-one looking at the camera? perfect family portrait. happy faces though!

meet giraffe, the newest member of the family

i walked one evening as the sun was beginning to set which made me wonder why I don't try to catch the golden hour more often. probably because golden hour falls very close to 'bath/books/bed' hour.

You know that this is literally a fraction of the photographs I took don't you? I have literally dumped them onto the computer but will be back when I have them organised. This is just the modern equivalent of a holiday photographs slide shows isn't it? Although I will never know if you nod off half way through or not..........