Kilmory

This is Sunday. Most folk have packed up and gone home but we're here for another day with Clare and Graeme (and Jenny, Doug, Anna and Beth) plus David and Maggie who own the place. We'd driven up on Friday and drank beer in a cloud of midges. Saturday was the party, with rain and midges. Sunday was tidying up and just mooching around, a wander to the beach, a cycle up the road and back, eating leftovers and polishing off the beer. 

Fool, I'd only taken 18 litres. Never mind, next time Graeme will also be brewing. It was the whisky that really did it.