Mr Corran

The third dog in the pack, poor Corran. He belongs to Lorne’s parents who adore his gentleness and can forgive his short comings. Islay frequently puts him in his place.
Matthew and family left after breakfast and I stayed on to help S look after Liv while Lorne went to work and Alexander returned from night shift. We had an energetic morning with a respite in the afternoon when Liv snoozed, S prepared a roast chicken and I explored more of the Lanrick Estate. Later from the garden we watched several red kites, and apparently an osprey which annoyingly I missed. 
I drove home the scenic way full of ginger and chilli chicken, and avoided all the commuter traffic.
The extra is one of many peaceful grassy banks on the River Teith which is currently far too high to offer any safe swimming pools.