Scottish holiday, final entry
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adaezeWe finished with a few days in Inverness (pausing only to spot a puffin from the ferry, and get more bus-ride-with-scenery weaving through the mountains).
Inverness was a good base from which to meet up with Loki and his humans. Loki is a year-old cocker spaniel; full size but puppy bounce. We went for a long walk / run / bounce on the beach, until the wind decided to re-arrange the sand for us and we decided lunch would be a better bet.
Wellinghall on the beach.
We also explored a massive shortly-post-Culloden fort, Fort George. This had a very sensitive, tactful version of King George II's coat-of-arms over the entrance.
For starters, it's the English version, not the Scottish one (all the lions swap places, as do the supporters). But to add insult to injury, note the extremely poor job they've done of the Scottish quarter - the double tressure flory counter-flory (the frame around the red lion) is almost non-existent. Like I said. Tactful.
And that was pretty much it, apart from the train home, and the discovery that breakfast admiring the sidings and junctions of north London somehow lacks the magic of breakfast crossing Scotland. The cat is still sulking, but apart from that we're back to normal.
Inverness was a good base from which to meet up with Loki and his humans. Loki is a year-old cocker spaniel; full size but puppy bounce. We went for a long walk / run / bounce on the beach, until the wind decided to re-arrange the sand for us and we decided lunch would be a better bet.
Wellinghall on the beach.
We also explored a massive shortly-post-Culloden fort, Fort George. This had a very sensitive, tactful version of King George II's coat-of-arms over the entrance.
For starters, it's the English version, not the Scottish one (all the lions swap places, as do the supporters). But to add insult to injury, note the extremely poor job they've done of the Scottish quarter - the double tressure flory counter-flory (the frame around the red lion) is almost non-existent. Like I said. Tactful.
And that was pretty much it, apart from the train home, and the discovery that breakfast admiring the sidings and junctions of north London somehow lacks the magic of breakfast crossing Scotland. The cat is still sulking, but apart from that we're back to normal.
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Date: 2015-06-09 02:31 pm (UTC)Double tressure flory counter-flory is something of a favourite - a fancy name for a fancy flourish. Not used much, other than in variants of the royal coat of arms, I believe.