The Glenmorangie House is where we hung for a few days. It has its own website too.
The house is elegant and traditional, quite large, with big grounds.
My crib in the attic
A welcome dram awaited. Yea, screw d fruit basket
The view towards the sea. Waaay to cold to dip
The hall’s got a bar stocked with liquors, liqueurs, and ales. The best part is, it’s open 24 hours, coz it’s help-yourself.
Set
Braveheart eh? My first drink on arrival
Pre-dinner bites
Double-parking
Douglas layaning after-dinner drinks
We were also very fortunate to be entertained by a father-daughter pair of traditional musicians.
I asked if they could play the soundtrack for Last of The Mohicans, and she made a great attempt.
Enroute to the beach
A farming plot next door
The beach area
Lighthouse
Lunch at a castle round d corner
Castle grounds
Castle window
Castle guests
Paradise never smelt so good
Indulged in shotguns n clay pigeons
I partied quite furiously with these two clowns, who’re based at the house. Gave them my sound system too, coz they were so fascinated by it
More ale
A hot bath, a cold beer, and cool tunes. Yessiree
More food
Food at the house was just great
It might be quite a distance, but i’d hangout at this pad again in a flash. Fortunately, they accept guests. However, unlike me, you’ll need to pay for it!
