Great Scott

The Sirens were silent this morning so I managed to avoid the lure of Paradise's Gates and instead took advantage of some me-time and sunshine to explore a little.

Top down and heater on, I pointed the trusty two-seater in the direction of Smailholm Tower. I haven't been here for a long time and so I spent a happy hour wandering around its walls and admiring the fantastic views of the Eildon Hills and in the other direction, England.

A very young Sir Walter Scott used to visit his grandfather here quite often, it seems.

I bet it's drafty in the winter.

Hope your week has started off well.