En route to Ayr...

... when we saw this place. I wondered if it was where David Balfour of Shaws hammered on the door one dark and stormy night.

Apparently it's "Brockloch Tower" and "PRIVATE".
While we were in Ayr, which incidentally has changed beyond recognition since we were last there, I saw a perfect Haggis/cockatoo ... A wench in a tartan mini, bovver-boots, and sporting a #1 haircut: except, that is, for 1' high crest of dark brown right from front to back. Visible on my Facebook page: which, unless I miss-read the rules as usual, I'm not allowed to link to.

As an aside:- NOT a clue why, but the Scots seem unco keen on round towers on building corners. Maybe it's to be able to shoot the invaders.