Spring is finally in the air. The skies were blue and the sun was shining as the spouse and I set off up the hill behind the Buteshack yesterday, to take in the splendid views across the Clyde from the rather grandly named Kelspoke Castle.
The wellies were a must to negotiate the steep boggy ground, and the comedy slurping noises underfoot as I squelched through clods of peaty mud, were highly satisfying. I will give you a tip, however. Should you see watercress on marshy ground, don’t step in it unless you wish to take a refreshing dip.