I normally link up with Everyday Ruralty on a Wednesday for her Words of Weightloss, or something ridiculous like that. But I haven't been around today.
For the second day running, I was in Stornoway. Twenty-five miles from home. Two days running.
I'm now in therapy. Yep, I'm back home and that's my therapy.
I took a couple of photos of Stornoway Harbour. See, even in town, I'm thinking of you guys. I'm good like that :)
Most of the fishing boats were out, but the lifeboat can be seen in the harbour.
Here's Lews Castle. The castle was originally built by Sir James Matheson, who owned the island, in the mid-1800s. He'd made his fortune from the Chinese opium trade and had bought the Isle of Lewis for £190,000.
Sir James Matheson sold the Castle in 1918 to Lord Leverhulme, who gave it to the people of Stornoway in 1923. Over the decades, it has fallen into disrepair, but there is hope now that it is going to be refurbished.
(And no, not by anyone's standards can Stornoway be classed as the Big Smoke :)