Last weekend Dr G and I stayed in these rockin’ wigwams with a bunch of mates. After stuffing ourselves stupid with barbecued vegetarian sausages on bread rolls we all went for a walk to Tyndrum. Here we are clomping back through all the heather with Ben More and Stob Binnein glowering down at us.
The only thing that spoiled the weekend was when a pack of BASTARDS stole five of Dr G’s beers from the communal fridge. That was NOT in the Spirit of the Wigwam!