Bank Holiday washout

Like last year, the weather was totally duff for our hillwalk today. We found ourselves up Glen Esk near Edzell to wander up the most easterly Corbett, Mount Battock.

On the 778m summit, it was blowing a hoolie, with a horizontal deluge. Conversation was shouted, fingers were numb, sandwiches were soggy.

On the way home, I caught this shop window with a view. A (non-existent) prize for the first commenter to guess the location.