Culloden Tower

A slow and lazy morning.  We three eventually headed into town and did a bit of shopping, picking up a few bits and pieces for Grandma, a few treats from the bakers and a few other odds and ends.  Before we knew it, it was time to head home for lunch.  Later in the afternoon, TT and I left BB with Grandma and Grandad and we went to the Old Station and then along the river and back through town.  By the time we hot home it was dark and I was hobbling with my sore heel and my sore knee – both exacerbated by my run yesterday.  I was glad to get home.

We had a couple of glasses of fizz, a lovely meal cooked by Grandma and an evening of much chat.  A lovely quiet, uneventful day.

This is Culloden Tower.