The castle that launched a thousand biscuit tins

Early ferry and then a rather manic drive to Glasgow so I could catch a flight to Stansted whilst Tricia goes on to her sister in Carlisle. We hadn't quite given ourselves enough time....
Then hire a car and drive to Eton for the night.
Lots of potential for things to go wrong but everything ran to time. A few beers and a curry in Eton made for a traditional feel.