This is a picture of the castle where Malcolm's been since Monday...we've received two letters that implore us to go get him, that he's having a terrible time (not that I would say it, but is someone acting like a spoiled you-know-what?) and that he says in his letters: "get me ouda here". We'll find out tomorrow night if this is a joke or if indeed they stuck him in the dungeon or stretched him on a medieval rack instead of providing him with a bed each night.Emily comes this Saturday...our first guests! We'll make sure to show her a good time, even if its slightly domestic at times. Perhaps she'll bring good weather with her...it could only improve here!
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