Clach Mhuilinn Bed and Breakfast
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... Scots. The battle itself was fought on 15 April 1746, was over in less than an hour and resulted in the deaths of about 50 English soldiers and between 1210 and 1500 Jacobites. (The Jacobites were Scottish men who banded together as an army over many years to fight the English and reinstate a Stuart King on the English throne.).
After we had looked at the exhibitions in the visitor centre we walked around the battlefield ...
... battlefield and the clan memorial stones. Culloden was the site of the 1745 Jacobite rising and also referenced significantly in the Outlander series. After lunch in their cafe we set off for Inverness and our accommodation Ness House on the River Ness. After settling in we walked around a few shops and along the River Ness, very ...
... precisely five cups, bowls plates etc - the apartment sleeps five. There are only three glasses.
I have managed to get us moved out though so I've been packing our bags back up today as we are moving to join the rest of the band tomorrow.
Not a very exciting day today (Tuesday) and a nice days rest on the bus yesterday.
Tomorrow is Practice, followed by a visit to Glasgow for a concert and a competition called drumming for drinks.
... information bureau where we purchased tickets for a Loch Ness tour. We boarded a coach driven by an extremely friendly guide and were driven to the loch, where we then boarded a boat that took us to Urquhart Castle.
We were left at the Castle for about an hour, and explored it and it's surrounds. Then we watched a 10 minute movie about the extensive history of the Castle before leaving again by boat and heading back to Inverness. ...
The rush, spontaneity and ecstasy of my life in Italy seems like particles of a distant dream already as, a few weeks into my return, I find myself racing through Nairn high street with a woman I've barely met named Alison. I say racing but let us accept that as a very loose term for a car filled with the intent and desire for speed but the actuality of being overtaken by every other means of transport available to the road; one-armed, blind pedestrians ...