Well, what part of setting the alarm clock for 5am did I get wrong?
Suffice to say, that when I heard the 'alarm', it turned out to be Gary sitting outside in the car phoning me and wondering why I wasn't ready. 90 seconds...a world record to get out of bed, brush teeth and on the road. I guess the only way it could be done quicker would be with an irate husband chasing me with a shotgun.
No matter, off we headed Northwards to Rosehearty and caught up with the Hobbit truck just at the village, so all was ok. The lift off the truck went splendidly and the base supplied was spot on level, so we were all happy bunnys.
Smiley Faces....
Our new Health and Safety poster shot...
Artistic thistle photo
