Bliss

For Laura's birthday we decided to scoot over to Arran after 2 late nights of celebrating other birthdays. There really is something about conception in June: there are 3 close friends on three consecutive days this weekend. Then Mum's. As well as the one's I forgot.
We arrived, bathed in sunshine and headed for the Standing Stones at Machrie. A picnic of local pork pie, scotch egg, crisps and skoosh and we were on our way - walking via the Kings cave to Blackwaterfoot, an incredible sunset and scallops with black pudding and mussels. We were the only ones on the bus back to Brodick and rested well. Monday morning and the sun shone hard - Auchrannie revealing itself to be positioned right at the bottom of the Glen. The snow made us feel like we were in the Alps.
I wouldn't have gone if I'd remembered how much you want to stay. Bliss.