First of all, I went for an "auld mannie" style walk with my Dad one crisp clear morning through the Crooked Woods and much to my dismay, it has been half chopped down. The following photo overlooks the Rattray's (if they still own it) farm and beyond to Urquhart. If I took this photo when I was wee, I'd still be in the trees. Boo!!
On one of my other family outings, I went to Lossiemouth, where my sister now lives. Again, I was surprised by the half decent weather although it was a tad chilly. Anyway, here's Lossie beach - a place I frequented as a youngster to jump off the dunes and spent a good few seconds in the water before getting back out again.
Despite neither my Dad or me being golfers, we decided to go golfing at the Rothes golf course in freezing conditions. We were both shite and the greens were like concrete so even the rare good shots to the greens bounced off another 100 yards. Anyway, here's me in a Speyside tourism shot.
And finally, it wouldn't be a New Year in Scotland without getting blootered so right enough, I managed to do this with a raging cold at Adam's party. Thankfully, numerous cans of "cooking lager" (Tennants) and whisky temporarily cured the cold/sinus infection. However, it did not cure my foolishness as I was caught trying out Adam's helmet with a stupid looking smirk on my face. I enjoyed the party but couldn't talk the next day as my cold was actually worse than the hangover - not sure which is worse to be honest. Dearie me!
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