*sigh*
on day 9 after one last walk along the beach, we packed up and set off on the looooong journey home :(
bossy satnav lady: “take the A. EIGH-TY. TWO towards. glaah.sgow”
me: “noooooo! make a U-turn when possible! make a U-turn when possible!”
the return journey through glencoe *sigh*
picnic in a lay-by near rannoch moor *sigh*
sal in a car park in tyndrum *lol*
gridlock round loch lomond *sigh*
23764876427 hours later we reached our hotel for the night
anakin: “but our room is so far from the restaurant – will you hear me yipYIP YIPYIP YIP YIP YAP YIPyip YIP?”
yes anakin. yes, we will.
day 10
*sigh*
“welcome to england”
welcome to cumbria…
welcome to lancashire…
< insert all of the other wet places here >
*sigh*
words from fiona's brain 
Cumbria and Lancashire are always like that. I have lived in both. I know.
no wonder you left!
it’s a wonder you found your way out with all that rain-blindness
well *I* don’t care if you are sad.
I am glad to have you and Sal back in my internet arms. <3
*sigh*
but it IS nice to be back in them :)
That picture of the cars going round Loch Lomond – I was on that very road many years ago when the car in front of us caught fire. I mean, really seriously “is that car smoking?” followed by “do you think they’ve noticed the flames escaping from under the bonnet?” ending with then-boyfriend getting out of car and saying to now decamped driver and passenger “I’ve got some marshmallows in the coolbox.”
yeah, they’re good about that in scotland – impromptu campfires on the side of the loch ;)