Sign Of The Times

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The big winners from Coronavirus are Amazon and Zoom but in 3rd place must be the manufacturers of those little gadgets for laminating notices.  Every cafe, shop, hotel lobby and bedroom is now festooned with signs about their mask requirements, cleaning regime, one-way system blah blah blah blah blah. I really don't understand why they don't just have ONE notice with a number of bullet points.  It is as though each notice was churned out on the spur of the moment to cover another point they had just thought of and should start with ".....and another thing:"

The Royal Tain Hotel had extended their COVID precautions to include closing the restaurant (or maybe it was just the chef's night off) but we were allowed to eat our takeaway at one of their restaurant tables, which suited us fine.  For desert we had a bag of jam donuts from Tesco's......livin the dream.

Now that the A9/A99 forms part of the NC500 it has been given a makeover and much of the tarmac is new and superb.  Our tailwind remained with us and we fairly purred along......apart from on the climbs when we muttered and swore.  We stopped for an afternoon mars bar at a gotty little shop in the middle of nowhere and were served by an old boy wearing possibly the most spectacular tartan suit I will ever see.  It appeared to be made from carpet wool and looked like it would stand up on its own.

We are now in Wick, washed and refreshed and regretting Neil's conversion to Islam because we could REALLY use a beer 😭

The photo?  space on the radiator was limited and I was drying my pants and socks

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