Snow in the Bridge

The lovely memorial park.

Snow peas. Literally.

Munchkin in a lovely pre-xmas outfit from Nana.

World Cup Champ 2009

DobboMeg surprises all with a number one finish in the bike club's 2009 world cup. With only two races to go, our guy was sitting 3rd with little hope of gathering the points needed to climb to the top. But with a victory in race 4:55, followed by a smash hit in the Winter Dumyat just last week, Dob found himself leading the pack at the close of the year. Champagne for everyone.

The real question is: who will win the battle of the blog. Mega insists I stop writing about his riding given the local nature of the races and the small field of competition. On the flip side, I figure life is too short not to celebrate whenever possible!

Picture of MegaDob courtesy of the Stirling Bike Club Calendar (March).

Merry Christmas to One and All

Love from Max (from the Grinch) and co. xxxx.

Faces of 2008 and 2009

Nativity Play Take 1

Sav was an angel at her first nativity play (in dress only). Just a wee bit shy in quality of the shows produced by directrice L. Howard. But A++ for cuteness. Vid to follow. Costume by DobboMeg.

Nonno, Nonna, and the Bridge of Allan Charity Fun Day

Cute toddlers. Cute Dads. Question mark on the dolphins, but hey, twas for charity.

Jump to stay warm. Hands like ice blocks but no chance the devil will wear her mitts.

Stanley House Orchestra training session.

Quiet time with Nonno and Nonna. A lovely weekend visit.

Yoga Baby

Aunt Lynnie will be proud!

Armed and Dangerous

Number 1 in Race 455

The dark, rain, and snow couldn't stop the bike club from hosting its third "455" race last week. And who came down through Mine Woods first? MegaDob (or "DobboMeg", as Sav likes to call him... and as Dob likes to encourage).

4 minutes and 55 seconds - the time of the inaugural race winner - was clocked during a nice dry summer evening. The time wasn't to be beaten on a winter's night, but Dob still managed to lead amongst his worthy and hardy competitors.

Sunny Wee Ride

Bacon, scrambled eggs, and toast followed by a sunny wee ride. Awesome.

The Thistle and the Queen Meet the True North

It's official - wee Savvy is now Scottish-British AND Canadian.
Maple syrup pancakes with haggis and tea for everyone!

From Canada:
O Canada!
Our home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy sons (and daughters) command.
With glowing hearts we see thee rise,
The True North strong and free!
From far and wide,
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
God keep our land glorious and free!
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

From Scotland:
O Flower of Scotland,
When will we see your like again
That fought and died for
Your wee bit hill and glen.
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's army,
And sent him homeward
Tae think again.

The hills are bare now,
And autumn leaves lie thick and still
O'er land that is lost now,
Which those so dearly held
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's army
And sent him homeward
Tae think again.

From Britain:
God save our gracious Queen!
Long live our noble Queen!
God save the Queen!
Send her victorious,
Happy and glorious,
Long to reign over us,
God save the Queen.

Sav on her scoot bike on one of the dry days we've had in the last 6 weeks...

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SOS! Mayday! Au secours!

You would think we should use our distress call last night due to the massive flooding from the extraordinary rain fall we are experiencing (will it ever stop!?).

Instead, we signal because we had a child with a pea up her nose.

She was so chuffed with herself as she jammed it up there: “Mommy, watch, watch – I put pea up nose!”

Equally pleased when MegaDad came home: “Daddy, I have pea up nose, look, look!”

There were head torches, tweezers, failed attempts jamming the pea higher up, and a giggling two and a half year old who loved every minute of the attention.

Dob had fears of heading to A&E and encountering a dr cox-like physician who would slate us for having dared to reproduce. I had fears that this would be the start of a new “look mommy, I have “blank” up my nose” phase.

Luckily, Dob retrieved said pea himself and, so far, Savage’s nose remains fruit and vegetable free.

Candlelight for the Little One

Sav's not the only one who insists on eating in style with the glow of a candle and her wine glass to hand.
The Roberts Parents were set loose on the town for the Commonwealth Games Awards Dinner last Saturday.
Our Inverurie Miley didn't win this year, but I reckon at the 2010 dinner after Delhi she'll be taking home a prize or two.

Scottish Swimming Has a Stow Away

Savage pretty cute these days...just need to get through the spitting phase...

Kings Park

Me and Shadow

Me and Shadow on my day off. No viz, but no wind either.