Cathy just emailed me a few pictures from our travels to Glamis Castle and Forfar. I thought I'd throw them up here, well, at least I'm out from behind the camera!
The front door of Glamis Castle - not imposing at all! No siree!! Just imagine the people who have walked through this door over the last 400 years or so. WAAAAAY cool.
OK, not the best or most flattering shot of me but what the heck, I'm in the middle of my tartan element if you can't tell. The Strathmore Woolen Mill Tartan shop - just a slice of heaven.
From our Old Course walk. It's hard to see but I'm the blueberry in the middle. Ben, Cathy's son, is on the right. Denis is on the left. He's the one rubbing the turf to be sure it's real and not fake greens. Honestly it was so perfect it was hard to tell.
Last shot - Just before Cathy and I left Glamis we HAD to get a shot of the castle in the perfect, just coming up, moonlight. The WOW factor was off the charts.
The front door of Glamis Castle - not imposing at all! No siree!! Just imagine the people who have walked through this door over the last 400 years or so. WAAAAAY cool.
OK, not the best or most flattering shot of me but what the heck, I'm in the middle of my tartan element if you can't tell. The Strathmore Woolen Mill Tartan shop - just a slice of heaven.
From our Old Course walk. It's hard to see but I'm the blueberry in the middle. Ben, Cathy's son, is on the right. Denis is on the left. He's the one rubbing the turf to be sure it's real and not fake greens. Honestly it was so perfect it was hard to tell.
Last shot - Just before Cathy and I left Glamis we HAD to get a shot of the castle in the perfect, just coming up, moonlight. The WOW factor was off the charts.
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