Flint Knife.

Another day, another plan goes awry; the plan was to go dolphin watching before driving home, the awry part of it was that, although there was not much wind, there was a lot of swell on the firth; the captain of the boat on which we were due to sail runs a tight ship and his wife doesn't like clearing up the mess after a rough ride.

Mrs TD hadn't seen Findlater Castle and so we had a quick visit so that the deficiency could be rectified; she did wimp out of clambering down the slippery slope to see the ruin up close which meant that she also missed some wonderful views along the coast; she will just have to make do with my photographs.

In a previous life, while living on Orkney, Mrs B&B had done some archaeological excavations and, a few days ago, had given me a guided tour of her artefacts. This knife, probably a fleshing knife, fascinated me; it was put in my hand without any explanation, incredibly, it fitted; there was no doubt about how it should be held or used. I have included the inset showing all of the tool so that the portion hidden by my grubby fingers can be seen and appreciated. The person who made it was a skilled craftsman who understood the principles of design.

After a cup of coffee and a piece of cake, we said our good-byes and left for home. We made a small detour to visit Loch an Eilein on the recommendation of our hosts and took some photographs there that I have seen duplicated on the interweb; there is some wonderful woodland around the loch that merits a longer visit sometime. We've had a great holiday, mine hosts were interesting and welcoming company who gave us plenty of advice on what to see and where to see it, we hope to return next year.