So we’re staying in Ardross for a week, in a tired old retrofitted bus. The people here are great, there are sculptures all over the garden, Susan’s mother is a knitting sculptor and she has shown us a knitted car complete with knitted engine the dying Scotsman. John’s mun is staying in the Steading and she is a riot, she does a great lighthearted grumble about her sons telling her she is visiting without asking and having to cancel all her newspaper subscriptions and doctor’s appointments. Tonight we were invited to play dice games with the family that involved home drawn board and their own made up rules. It’s nice to have a routine for a while.