Setting sun over the Ochils

Lovely pal Paul has been staying this week in his monster truck at the bottom of our garden with Mackerel the cat.

A stop with us before heading up to Sutherland to write his novel, play or whatever comes out.

We took a walk up to Lawhill (or the witches hat is what I call it) where apparently the last witch of Scotland was burned - yiya. We walked around and guessed the spot where it would have happened.

Here he is taking shots of the setting sun over the Ochils (not seen from this angle).

And he's just signed up to Blip - say hello!

Ciao for now.