Pier across to Skye
A morning stretch with Margie the guru, felt great.
Lovely Kedgeree breakfast with the mob, set me up for the day.
A visit to the Village Father.
He is wonderful, Uncle Y.
And he has a very big wood pecker in his garden ;-)
Wouldn't you love to waken every morning and see this?
I certainly would.
Some Ys have all the luck.
We set off for home as the forecast didn't seem too good. Leaving the west coast bathed resplendently in sunshine, we arrived slithered home and had to dig ourselves in to our house. 6 fluffy inches of the white stuff had planted itself on our road, drive, doorstep and wee hoose.
Welcome home, Us.
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