I was meant to be in the car to Edinburgh this weekend, but last night's forecast was looking dodgy, so I booked train tickets instead. Other than this patch near Drumochter, it seemed ok.
I'd have maybe driven down a bit later, but we had four viewings booked in for flats. We liked two of the first three, and decided to apply. On the way to number three, we passed the office for two, and decided we'd go in. They told us it was ours if we had the money. We took some time out to think it through, crossing the road for lunch, but we couldn't concentrate and it had been our favourite anyway, so we went back in to hand over some money and went back for lunch later.