Lunan Bay

Thirteen and a half years ago my lovely husband proposed to me on the beach.

Every time either of us get the train south from Aberdeen (and are sitting on the right side of the train with a fully charged phone), we snap a picture of the bay and send it to the other. Aren't we romantic.

Tonight I took the train south towards the capital city, leaving my lovely boys in the capable hands of their granny. I took the photo but forgot to send it on.

This one is for you Iain. X