Ahh The Memories.

SWMBO and I headed over to Don's house to fit the smoke detectors etc for him (at 91 and with a pace-maker I wouldn't trust him to manage it with doing damage to himself). For various reasons they weren't fitted - but we had a great afternoon  - he is such good company ... and being classed as a 'youngster' is always a boost.

I stopped to take this picture of The Caiy Stane ( a fine monolith of red sandstone, roughly rectangular in section, facing E-W. It measures 9ft 3ins (2.75m) in height, from 4ft 2ins (1.23m) to 5ft 9ins (1.55m) in breadth and from 10ins (0.25m) to 1ft 7ins (0.48m) in thickness. A row of six much-weathered cup-marks may be seen low down on its E face.) which is about mid way between Don's house and the house I grew up in. The Stane was often used as a meeting place and it brought back many memories.


The extras box has shots of the wee (I am calling it a) 'sweet bowl' ..... big enough to hold the contents of a tube of Smarties - maybe.