A slightly shorter walk today for Janet, and we were in Stewarton in time for lunch. It wasn’t all easy, though: a road that looked quiet on paper grew busier as Sunday morning progressed, and the showers were ganging up for a spell. In Scotland it’s harder to identify potentially useful footpaths from the map.
The day began with a breakfast roll each at Macdonalds. Macdonalds is like Argos, in that you place your order at one of the data terminals in the middle of the shop, then collect it at the counter when your number comes up. A darker side of Macdonalds was evident all over the verges on the road to Stewarton.
Give us this day our daily bread…