The Most NorthernPart

We took a drive to the most northern part of the Outer Hebrides on a cold blustery day, as most of them were. The sheeps still hold a special place in my heart and I felt sorry for them being out in this weather. They were huddled against walls and in any sheltered spot they could find.

We got to the light house and John felt the need to get out of the car and be, nearly, blown away and soaked. I stayed in the car....check out the dashboard again!

Only 6C

Good thing he bought that hat, but it's not going to keep his ears warm. Next stop...the beanie shop!

It's even too cold for Syd...