Scotland

A few weeks ago I went on holiday with Duncan’s family to Drimnin in Movern, Scotland which truly was a fortnight of hilarity. Here’s a snippet from my trip diary of one of the highlights:

‘As we continued into Scotland and across Rannach Moor, Duncan insisted on having ‘Ride of the Valkyries’ played with all the windows wound down. At the time, Duncan had put his sunglasses and hat on the parcel shelf, as well as an empty Twix wrapper, which quickly found it’s way out of the window in the high winds that penetrated the car. Amongst all of the madness, there was also some fear that the sunglasses were involved in the exodus and Duncan proceeded to shout ‘MY SUNGLASSES ARE GONE’ in a hyperbolic manner. They were later located, by myself, behind my headrest.’