Buchaille

maybe that's his nickname due to his ability to gather liquids in temporary glass pens on their way to the monsterous sheep fold under his shirt.

We spent the night in a wonderful cottage on the north of Loch Hourn, just a few clicks from Kinloch Hourn but quite tricky to get to. Fantastic food was prepared and a great traditional ceilidh performed, with each attendee playing their part. The whole episode is well described in Morag's blog for Sunday in An appetite for Lochaber.