Sunburnt in Scotland
... I know, I couldn't believe it either. But the sun was out in Largs on Saturday and rather took us by surprise. I think getting sunburnt is one of the stupidest things you can do and yet I seem to allow it to happen once every year. Well, it's done now.
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Also out in force was my camera, the results of which can be seen below and in this album. If you think it looks amazing, you'll understand why Debbie and I have chosen to get married there.