Over the Hills ...

but not far away. The view from the top of Lanton Hill, looking north to the Eildons. This was literally the high spot of the day - late in the morning, TM discovered that his phone was nowhere to be found. Much fruitless searching, not helped by him having turned the sound down. We gave up and went off to buy some plants, then to the bookshop and for a walk over the hill. 

Then we came home and searched some more. Eventually it was located - in the pocket of my dressing gown. How it got there is a mystery to me, but clearly I put it there ..... clearly, I am the guilty party .... he took it remarkably well ....