Commonwealth Games

As many of you will be aware, the Commonwealth Games are kicking off in Glasgow this evening- and I am going to be there!
No, no, I did not get tickets to the Opening Ceremony, beginning at 9pm at Celtic Park, but I did manage to bag tickets to see two nights of athletics at Hampden Park. And I am very, very excited.
This Friday, my family and I are going to bid our adored canine a fond farewell as we start our 7 hours long drive up to the 'Land of the Brave' for a week-long holiday.
Along with those two nights in Glasgow, we are going to visit the Giant Pandas in Edinburgh Zoo (cannot wait!) and hopefully we're also going to the Isle of Mull to go to Toblemory- all depending on whether we manage to find a room available on the island before then, of course...
Other than being unable to contain myself about the week to come, my reason for informing you about that is that I will be absent from this blog until I return from my travels... I know, it's a tough world.
Make sure you tune in to watch the Opening Ceremony tonight; I certainly will be: it promises to be spectacular!
Talk soon, Florrie x

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