Off to Lamlash with Mr Limey.
He was going to work, Limey was chauffeuring us both.
I didn't think much of Lamlash on previous visits and didn't expect to spend that long there, intending to get the next bus to Whiting Bay and spend my time there instead. Perhaps in the much-maligned Coffee Pot.
But in fact it yielded up unexpected pleasures and I was happy to potter about for quite a while.
It stayed dry, but it was grey, so the photos of the actual bay don't do it justice.
I've just snuck in some trivial ones hoping you won't notice.
Oops.
1) Okay this was just weird.
An abandoned crutch. And no nearby church even.
2) There's something about the minutely manicured grass on a bowls green that really appeals to me. And there are quite a few on Arran. Something for the auld folk to do. To make up for the absence of hostelries I expect.
Last edited by Sundae; 01-13-2014 at 07:29 AM.
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