As it’s holiday time I’ve just got back to something approaching civilisation (St Andrews) after the biblical magnitude rains that will be my overriding memory of Skye. Went there with D to do some walking and while the forecast wsn’t good it’s estimate of the rainfall was low by a few orders of magnitude. Basically it rained, rained, blew then rained some more just for good measure. Every walk involved full waterproofs, walking with our backs to rain on the outbound portion and into the teeth of the freezing rain on the return. You may be able to tell it wasn’t the most enjoyable experience I’ve ever had. There are pictures and hopefully I’ll manage to upload them soon.
Sitting here with A enjoying chocolate pudding and custard!