This mole hill of a mountain...!

This is not a song, but a bit of a song. Tori's "Barons of Suburbia", to be precise.

So we thought we'd be active and all outdoorsy this weekend. New boots and all. And the East Lomond is not a particularly hard walk. Steep, yes. But short. Two hours at the most.

Well, let me tell you -- with new boots to be broken in (that was the plan, at least) and a blister the size of Luxembourg on your heel, high winds and the darkest, thickest cloud ever rolling in on you (honestly, that was Sauron on a cruise over Fife), you abandon even the shortest climb in favour of a hot chocolate.

But we had a coffee.