Above the clouds

We made it, J and  I, from Stroud to Bristol airport with Clean Steve; to Glasgow airport; to Ballachulish by coach, to Duror with my sister K. My other sister M was also at our mother's when we got there. (How many households? Far too many already, but I took a lateral flow test this morning).

It's dark here, and wonderfully silent. Tomorrow we'll explore, because J doesn't know Duror, but tonight I'll sleep a wonderful West Highland sleep. 

Mother seems ok, but fairly confused. Wish I could take her to the hairdresser's, but I'm a non-driver. More tomorrow.