From there we went on to Lossiemouth which is where the picture was taken. It feels like a town on the edge of time. It has these enormously wide streets and this kind of quiet almost dead feel to it. It is however very very pretty and it sits exposed on the coastline so it must take a battering whenever the North sea howls.
From there it was time for a tradtional scottish supper. Deep fried Haggis, chips and curry sauce and for pudding deep fried mars bar. Both were perfectly pleasant but it was a ruck load of lard to take onboard in one sitting!
After that it was a pint at the cairngorm hotel where of all things they were showing a live rodeo from America. Thats got to be the orginal extreme sport hasn't it?
"I'm going to sit on this bulls backside and try and hold on for eight seconds! You, time me! You, get the wheel chair! Yee haw!"
I'm not being rude I'm just saying as bone headed things to do that are more exciting than anything else, before skateboarding or sking down mountains or doing backflips on motocross bike the cowboys got to that extreme label first.
After that we came home for some extreme coco and extreme scrabble (neither were in any way extreme).
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