Inveraray

Took a trip over the hills to Inveraray yesterday – for lunch and a mooch about. It seems that many others had the same idea, so the atmosphere was quite festive. Not exactly the rush and bustle of Argyle Street in Glasgow, but a pleasant feeling all the same. It was made all the better by the sign outside the hotel. It was positioned next to a set of old-fashioned stocks and read – Don’t forget to pay your bill or you will spend the day in Inveraray jail. Despite the temptation, I paid the bill.