The view from the living room window

Greetings from the Isle of Mull and, more specifically, the absurdly picturesque town of Tobermory.

Our holiday cottage is actually located up a steep hill above the main high street. This means that every morning we awake to this beautiful view:


It also means that any trip into town necessitates a ten minute huffy-puffy trek back. Considering my dislike of...well, any hill, it seems like the kind of thing that I would have checked when booking the accommodation.

At least I can tell myself that all the marching up steep inclines is helping to burn off the lovely food. We've been hitting the local seafood with a vengeance (D's fingers are riddled with tiny scratches where he did battle with a set of particularly recalcitrant langoustines yesterday). Expect more of my own very specially amateur brand of food photography to abound when we get back.