I left the three to roam the village, or do some hill walking, as I had to work, but was off the next two days. Liz, who had been to visit me in South Africa, and had met the kids, took pity on them, and the whole bunch went to Stirling for the afternoon. Later they all came to the pub, and when I finished work, I found them happily playing games, the girls at the pool table, and Irma playing scrabble with two of our Dutch guests.
The next morning I was at the caravan early, complete with my throw away barbeque pan, bacon, sausages, bananas, tomatoe, and some rolls to toast, We were having breakfast at Loch Voile, at Christina's cove, as that is still one of my favourite spots in Scotland. If it turned out to be a nice dry day, I was taking them to the devil's cauldron, where a huge waterfall cascaded down the rocks, into a hissing, moaning swirly pond beneath, just like a witches cauldron actually. It was an awesome sight, and I knew that the kids would love that!
From there we would go on to Aberfeldy, where we would walk along the river, and then have lunch at the small Turkish cafe, where the owner was just so amazing, and the food good and quite inexpensive.I wanted to show Irma the beautiful antique linen at an antique shop, as it was absolutely beautiful, and I was puting away money to buy an old bedspread or quilt before I go back this year.
But all was still and very quiet when I got to the park, and it took some loud knocking to wake that lot, and to get them out of bed took patience and THAT I never had a lot of!
I made them coffee, and they slowly awoke, Kiana the first to open her eyes, looking at me as if I had gone stark raving mad, telling me in a small voice that it was only half past six, and had Ouma gone crazy, or what?
Then Irma opened one eye, asking whether I had made coffee, and she at least sat up to take her cup. Kristani was the last to wake up, just sitting against the pillows, looking out of the window, where the sun was warming up the wet earth, and steam rose like fairy dust to the heavens.
I knew only too well how fast the sun could disappear again, and how rain clouds could cover the lovely sun in minutes, as this was Scotland after all, so I urged them to get up so that we could start the day.
It took about half an hour for them to do their ablutions and get ready, and by that time the caravan park was buzzing, everybody coming to the little shop next to the caravan to buy fresh rolls that came in still warm every morning.
Kristani and Kiana opted to stay in the caravan while I opened the bonnet of the wee Panda to poke at it's insides with my beach umbrella, as they just did not see their young ways open for that humiliation. But I was not embarrassed in the least, as I loved the little car, and as Jimmy had assured me that the car would not yet let me down, I was fine with the poking, and would have it done with the next m.o.t., as it was not long now before I would go home.