Got to Limey's house about a minute and a half before she returned. I just had time to scan the welcome note (including house plan to remind me where the bathroom was!) before she was in through the door herself. Larger than life and twice as kind. Height-wise I mean; this trip more than our Christmas jaunt allowed me to see her weight loss. Not as dramatic as mine but it really suits her.
Being Limey - wise and generous - she offered me sustenance and immediately after a trip out. Arran in the Spring, in the light and in the sunshine is very different than a whistle-stop tour in the dead of Winter and the fading light. It's just gorgeous.
We ended up in the Kinloch Hotel in Blackwaterfoot for tea & coffee. I watched seals sunning themselves from one of the large windows. If I had the money I'd stay there like a shot for the views alone. Although I have to admit Chez Limey is stiff competition. So no, scrap that - I'd rather stay with the Limeys than in a hotel.
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