I was going to get up at the crack of dawn and get the train to Mallaig, however when I woke up at 6:30 I decide to turn over and go back to sleep. To make it worth my while I needed to get the 8:15 train but I needed sleep and so I drove there instead.

It’s a great road which is constantly ruined by these Fucking motor homes. Most of them are unable to navigate the Scottish roads and so they spoil it for everyone else. 30mph for mile after mile and when a vehicle came the other way they panic and hit the brakes. They are a bloody hazard. All they do is cause frustration and they don’t have the decency to pull into a layby to let the huge line of cars and tourist buses through. Most of them are not competent to drive anything bigger than a mini.

Anyway, I decided to blast out some Black Sabbath to calm down and also to pay homage to Ozzy Osborne who was buried today.

And on a side note, best coffee so far at the tea cafe near the pier in Mallaig. 10 out of 10.

Oh and I saw the Steam Train again.