Loch Loyne

My faith in mankind is thankfully restored. My boots turned up today. They had been thoughtfully and sensibly stashed in a convenient hiding place in our garden. The absence of a clue offering card through the door set me off on the wild goose chase. The stand in postie was probably a bit flustered on a round which was alien to him. Apparently the scanner device app  was left open on our delivery details when he went to the next drop off point and the next signature was assigned to our parcel, hence the mysterious phantom signature. It was an honest mistake and the man's intentions were well meant. I do hope this doesn't get him in bother.
It was a snowy site visit to Glen Moriston today. The sub hour commute takes you over a very high route. On the way home I stopped at this lay by to make a couple of calls, one of the few places it seems that gets a decent vodafone signal locally. The calls made, I took all of ten paces from the car door for this lazy blip.