We spent Christmas with my Grandmother in Melrose and Yetholm in Scotland.

Wandsworth Park on an Autumn Sunday afternoon.

Richard suprised me by organising a weekend away for my birthday. Usually I do all the organising so it was such a treat to just be able to pack and go!

On our final day we woke up to more apropriate weather for the highlands - ie, rain and wind and got ready for the drive back to the borders.

We drove through Glencoe which is considered to be the entrace to the highlands. It certainly felt like the grandest part of the drive with the large hills and the vast expanse of bog.

After the collosal rain the night before, we woke up to a day that looked to actually be quite good weather. So we got straight to it and got on the ferry heading west over Loch Linnhe.