
That you’re being watched?

That you’re being watched?

Just outside Golspie, Sutherland, about 5 minutes walk from where I went to school.

And it tasted bloody good, too…

It’s hard to believe that it’s been 3 years.

On my way to visit a client.

A moment of tranquil contemplation before a full-on client meeting.

Just as the first raindrops start to fall.

I really wasn’t expecting to come face to face with this when I popped out to the shop. He seems friendly enough though.

Whisky, or in Gaelic, Uisge Beatha; literally, the water of life.

Seems fair enough to me.