I came across this gentleman outside the supermarket. I guess he dressed this way daily. He was a retired doctor. My uncle Mark was embarrassed I asked for a photo
What a generous gesture! After the three of us sat down to a store bought hockey puck Banoffee cake the previous evening, Alasdair baked us a proper cake the next day. Outstanding in every way.
Rona and I drove up to these mountains that Mark referred to them as "breasts". Anyhow, we kind of hiked them. It was more like I bee lined it downhill to the cafe in a village at the base. Rona met me there