Mum and dad

Maybe it's time for another blog post. I always manage to postpone writing these things. The last few days I've been planing what I am going to write, but to be honest you always end up hearing the short version. Guess I better get started: My parents were here this weekend. It might have been the happiest I've been for ages. Living this far away is really hard. Each time we say goodbye it's always a few months until the next time we see each other. This time it's only until Christmas, but it's more the fact that when I do see them, it's only for about a week or so. They were only here for the weekend this time. I was so excited on Friday to go along and pick them up from the airport I might have passed out. Connor is a real soldier for not giving up on me despite my very frequent emotional outbursts. Dannie drove me to the airport and then dropped mum, dad and me off at the hotel. They were staying at Radisson Blu at the Royal Mile. The hotel was stunning and the bed was the biggest one I have ever seen. I was slightly jealous. Unfortunately mum and dad arrived quite late and after a quick pizza and chat they went to bed, and I back to Musselburgh.
The first day I showed my parents around Edinburgh. Primark and the Castle was our main attractions. Mum loved Primark (or she loved the prices that came with it). Saturdays main event was going up to Musselburgh for a meal with Connor's parents. I was really nervous as it was the first time mine and Connor's parents were going to be introduced. Luckily there was no reason to be nervous at all. The language barrier was not as big as I thought it was going to be and after a lovely meal (that James somehow managed to sneak his way into joining) we went back to Lee and Dannie's house for some drinks. Reports from both sides the next day indicated a successful night. Could I ask for anything better?

Sunday was a bit different. Connor managed to (I am convinced on purpose) give me his cold (OK, so maybe it wasn't his fault). We started the day by climbing Arthur's seat. The view from there is absolutely stunning and I got some lovely photos of mum and dad up there. After our little adventure we went to an Italian restaurant for lunch. I almost fell asleep at the table as the previous night had replaces sleep with Connor coughing and me sniffing. Damn cold can go where the sun don't shine. I went back to the hotel while mum and dad did some shopping and sightseeing. The bed was a lot better than expected and I slept for a good two hours before dad woke me up. He traded places with me while mum and I went out to buy me some new shoes. Nothing fancy just a new pair of trainers as the ones I used to have were my little brothers that I took once he grew out of them. At night I showed mum and dad Greyfriars Bobby and then we went to the Filling Station with Connor for dinner. We had a lovely meal before we went to the hotel for the rest of the night. Saying goodbye was surprisingly hard and I cried the whole way home. I might be 20, but I'll always be their little girl.

Now they are in London for the rest of their holiday. Not going to lie. I am slightly jealous.
Dad turned 50 yesterday and I really wish he had stayed here for his birthday, but instead he just had to settle with a phone call and an early birthday present while he was still here. I have the best parents in the world, the only problem is the distance!