The length of two countries

A vegetarian Scottish breakfast this morning, with a circle of vegetarian haggis. Shared a table with Leslie and Derek, and there was a round of applause when Ron and Carolyn entered. 

After fond farewells, Lorraine and I hopped into the taxi at ten past ten, and were driven back by a cheery driver to Inverness station. I nipped away to buy some sandwiches and we caught the train to Edinburgh on this three-hour journey, through beautiful Highland country, we discovered that we had screwed up the timing, and would miss the London train at Edinburgh by a few minutes. 

Lorraine managed to rebook on a slightly later train but a dash of unwanted stress. Managed to get on the Kings Cross train at Edinburgh without incident, and sat in windowless seats by the luggage, for the long journey down. Changed at St Pancras, East Croydon and Brighton. Home not long before ten, fairly worn out. Brian fine, and we were happy and grateful to be home, having travelled the best part of the length of two countries carrying two heavy cases.

A glimpse out of the window near Kingussie, on the train from Inverness.