Glencoe

We followed the three blades of a wind turbine, each on its own HGV, each with its own policeman, as we travelled south through Glen Shiel. It took a while, though it was interesting to see the glen at 5mph. The police stopped them every ten minutes or so to let a few miles of traffic past. And where had they come from? Off a boat at Kyle of Lochalsh, or maybe from a train? 

A germ has grabbed me by the throat and rain is forecast in Perthshire for most of the coming week. Life is back to normal.