Another Day, Another RTA

It wouldn't be Sunday in Inveraray if it wasn't for the sound of sirens echoing off the hills of Argyll, ambulances, police cars and fire engines racing along the A83 and bemused travellers studying maps and being told they need to go to Glasgow via Crianlarich.....a lovely place but isn't that the opposite way?

I love Sundays.....
(sarcasm)