He’s now old enough and inoculated enough to be allowed out into the big wide world so we took Dougal down to the Forth on Sunday. A popular spot for Embrans on a sunny, mild day which is what we had. My sympathies to any snow-bound shiverers down south.
He was obviously completely enthused about the whole idea.
Eventually, we were able to persuade him into the car and off we went. He did love it when he got there and met lots of new chums.
That part of the foreshore has always been one of my favourite bits of Embra. Looking west over Dougal and Mrs M, you can see a wee bit of the Forth Rail Bridge sticking up behind Cramond which is where the Romans landed as part of Emperor Antonine’s building of a wall across Scotland between the Forth and the Clyde.
Anyhow, he had a great half hour jumping in and out of the water and exploring everything and everybody. We put him back in the car and he was fast asleep within 30 seconds. Result!
On the way home, we passed the Scottish Executive facility where they store the hot air for Sleekit Salmond’s speeches. As you can see, it is somewhat depleted at the moment but he’ll be back, more’s the pity.