Loch Earn

Woke up this morning with the noise of torrential rain drumming on the caravan roof and that strange feeling of knowing you're in a bed but not knowing where that bed is. Also thought it was after 11 and we'd all slept in, so headed though to stick the kettle on for a coffee. The clock said 8:10am so the kettle was cancelled and the duvet was pulled back into action.

Another brisk walk in between showers cleared the heads nicely and, just as the heavens opened spectacularly again we happened to be passing a hotel with a well stocked bar. How lucky was that?

Another great weekend with some good pals, tiring though and good to get home to the rest of the family (some of whom are also pretty exhausted - and bruised - after pole-dancing antics in Glasgow yesterday).

Think I may be ready now for my first five day working week in five weeks. Maybe.