Ten years ago this month, on a visit to Scotland, I learned it isn’t always wise to grab a bull by the horns.
Hamish the Highland cattle was one of several interesting animal-related sights in Scotland. I immediately sought out the statue of Greyfriars Bobby, a Skye terrier who supposedly spent 14 years guarding the grave of his owner.
I met some peacocks on the grounds of a castle. I love the ones with the traditional blue/green plumage …
… but white peacocks are pretty special too.
Certain city people get very excited about sheep.
Unfortunately, I failed to find the Loch Ness monster. Poodle Maps was brand-new back in 2005, and nowhere near as sophisticated as it is now. Today, you can search for Nessie via Street View. Once you find her, you can take her for a 22-minute ride across the loch. Please ask her nicely!
… the ruins of Urquhart Castle (on the banks of Loch Ness) …
… and Peter Pan author J.M. Barrie’s home.
When traveling, it’s important to
stop and smell the roses pose with flowers …
… and take photos of entertaining signs. MrB and I use the word “wee” a lot, as in “Gigi the dog is going to wee on the rug if you don’t walk her this minute!”
If you drink too much at the Stagger Inn, you’ll be Staggering Out.
Don’t tell me you’d be able to resist taking a picture of this street name in St. Andrews.
As long as you can resist grabbing Hamish’s horns, it’s all good!
How about that hair style and those khaki pants, though? I was only six months out of my last corporate job, and my style had yet to adjust.