I was fortunate enough to bring in the bells surrounded by some of my oldest friends. A large group of us – most of who I know from high school – headed to Strachur to spend an evening in Strachur House, a mammoth 40+ room mansion. We danced at a local ceilidh, before retiring to the house library to count the clock down to 2013, following it up with a boogie in the ball room. Fun!
The drive to and from was, as always, breathtaking. Getting away from Glasgow is a much needed reminder that Scotland can be easy on the eyes.