A Very Old Door

It's holiday time here in jubilee-land so we took a jaunt in the car. We went to Huntingtower Castle because Rachel likes old piles of stone which were built by ancient rich folk with knobs on.

I don't gel with castles to be honest, for much the same reason that I don't think I'll mention the J-word ( see above ) again until the week is out*. So I found it hard to get anything unusual out of it.

That said, here is a shot of a Very Old Door.

We're probably off to see something much more my style tomorrow and a good few thousand years older. Kind of.


* I am a bit of a curmudgeon.