Och aye tha noo!

It's not everyday yer little sister gets hitched is it?
And it's not every day that you get to have a cracking good time in Edinburgh festival in a lush townhouse to celebrate said little sisters Hen weekend is it?

So it started well enough - Mum got to our house early in the morning for our 8.30am flight. I knew it was trouble when there wasn;t a checkout open that said "Ryanair Edinburgh"... it turns out that cocking Ryainair had re-scheduled the flight by 2 hours. 2 HOURS EARLIER!! With not another flight until Saturday afternoon! Not only that, but they'd cancelled our 8.35pm sunday night return flight to 8.20 in the sodding AM! Honestly, NEVER fly with those cowboys again... I beseech you.

SO ANYWAY!

We found ourselves on the 8.54am to Edinburgh train. It was a somewhat unideal prospect: 7 hours on a packed train... but it was actually a really good laugh! Mum and I drank wine (I forbade it until at least, lunchtime) and chatted to our new best friends in the carriage all the way there.

Wowowaaweewaa! What a lovely town house Cara had found us! Stu-uh-ning.
The girls had cooked an amazing chilli and we drank bubbly until ghost tour o'clock. The ghost tour was really interesting, we went deep into the haunted vaults under the city. In one vault everyone got reeeeeally cold and my breath was visible like a winters morning. Weird.

and played games and sang and danced and air-guitared to Queen until the wee wee hours.

The next day (and it was lovely and sunny, better than the Scottish rain we had arrived to) we mooched around the BEAUTIFUL city of Edinburgh. It was my first time to Edinburgh, indeed Scotland and my camera was going clicky KERAYZEE...

The evening was spent in silly dress up with outrageous wigs in a lovely Tapas restaurant followed by comedy club (2 comedians good, 2 not so great). Then it all goes a bit of a blur... I know we tried to get into a club, but a fight broke out and a girl was yakking up outside so we decided to move along. We found one but Mum needed to get home so May and I walked her home and, well.. it was 2ish and a bit too late to go back out to the club to meet the others.

The train ride home on Sunday was less drunken and loud and chatty than Friday. Funny that. We left Edinbo' at 12ish and got into Sunny Bmth at half 8. Long old ride eh?

All in all, a lovely weekend. Happy hen Cara, hope you had a blast!
Roll on the 11th September wedding!