Inversnecky

Post treatment and discharge l stayed in Loch Court. After morning reveille (127 decibels) l walked doon into Inversnecky.  I breakfasted at the bus station Café.  I hadn't reserved a table. 

The queue for Girvans was being overseen by mounted police.

The bus back to Scrabster leaves soon.  It picks up at all points North and Saffron Walden.

Hopefully I'll no need to swim the Firth.

Does every bus station on the planet have more than its fair share of Knuckle draggers as habituées?