Red Well.

It was a very pleasant day for a dawdle around the villages to the east of Cullen; there was just a little cloud in the sky and I arrived back at the B&B with legs a gentle shade of lobster. It was a good day photographically as well but, ironically, the health-giving Red Well at Whitehills stole the show from the Blip point of view. They say that every picture tells a story but this particular story took four of them.