Sunday was beautiful almost beyond belief, and on top of Ben Lomond (me, Stewart and Magnus, five hours from Rowardennan to the top and back down….oh, my knees!)Stewart revealed that he had been lugging three bottles of Peroni the entire way. And a kilo of tsatsumas. And a Swiss Army Knife. Me, I just had a flask of Black Bottle.
I’m not a Peroni drinker, but never has beer tasted so good.
Picture: Stewart Cunningham