• A weekend away in Edinburgh

    What if I said to you that you were getting on a flight, and for 48 hours your clothes would be free of weetabix, you wouldn’t have to lay a hand on a single nappy, and your ears would be free of the whimsical tunes of Moana and Frozen. It gets better, what if I told you a guaranteed lie in was on the horizon? Actual uninterrupted sleep and no thrown dummies for two. whole. nights. This is like parent dirty talk! Well I think I nailed it with the birthday present this year for Meg, because for her birthday weekend we left Ivy in the capable hands of my…