Fire

In the afternoon I rescued Mr H from the bone cave and we drove up to Aberfeldy - or Weem to be more precise. The Weem Inn is a lovely place and very welcoming; although unfortunately its restaurant isn't quite up and running yet, so we had to go along the road to a nearby establishment where we ate uninspiring food at over-inflated prices.

We retreated to the bar at the Weem for blether and music. Since we'd driven through a couple of snow flurries on the way up their roaring log fire was highly appreciated.