A peninsula

This particular peninsula is Bunchrew on the Beauly Firth. Maris and I trundled along to Beauly, to meet with friends, for whom I had found a fiddle. Sandy, one of the twosome, wants to learn the fiddle, and his other half, Karen had asked me if I knew anyone selling one. I didn't, but I knew a man who's attic is bristling with musical instruments, and that there might just be a fiddle there. There was, but due to the lockdown, this was a very late handover. Better late than never.