Scots Wha Hae

A wee jaunt in the rain in Doune this afternoon, just as the light died completely. 
I was looking at the gaudy Christmas colours and decorations, and feared one of them may have to do. When I spotted the Highland Hotel (extra), which has not really caught the eye before; it looked derelict, and 'interesting'.
Then I caught sight of the little Wallace statue on the front of the hotel. I've seen worse, and I've seen better: just amazed I hadn't clocked it before. Cranked up the dials, and click. 
Two feet high roughly; small and perfectly formed.
Thank you Sir William. Thank you Highland Hotel.