This morning I decided to try and walk to Dunkeld house, a hotel a little way out of the actual village. My right, not my left hip was really twinging as I set out and I thought I wouldn’t make it, but I kept talking myself into keeping going. When I got to the cathedral I decided to take the tree walk rather than the river path, but the foliage was lovely despite the fact that the sun wasn’t shining. I must have taken about fifty photos while I was put, but I have deleted a lot more than I have kept. At this point I will apologise to Pat in America as I realise these pics are not a patch on what you will have been seeing. Scan through quickly!
I had made it to Dunkeld house, I went in to see if your u could call in for a drink and scone. I think I took them by surprise, but they were very charming. The lady on reception said she was sure that would be fine and directed me to the bar. A lady came through and I asked her where to go and she said she would go and check. She said I could sit in the bar and the waiter would come to me. He was a delightful and I had a lovely pot of tea and I scone, which I think had been made that morning.I was pretty achy so wasn’t looking forward to the walk back a lot, I walked long the river path this time a it is shorter. The sun threatened to come out a couple of times, but it was lovely anyway.
When I was nearly home Tina texted to see if I was okay because Darren had said that I wasn’t home yet. She came along to meet me but she didn’t have to come too far.

















































