Inverness grey

A grey day in Inverness.  We arrived last night having flown Toulouse to Gatwick and Gatwick to Inverness.  Gatwick wins the prize for the least customer friendly security process ever (overcrowded, staff shouting orders at each other and at us, the humans, as they herded us like cattle from hither to thither.)  Still we got to Inverness eventually and this morning took a walk up into the town.  It rained, but ensconced back in our hotel (The  Glenmoriston) sipping coffee and looking out over the River Ness, we began to feel human again.