




Last week, I was taking some photographs at one of Scotland's finest stately homes. In the library I spotted an original 1935 copy of The Field magazine. Can you imagine the furore the tobacco advert would cause nowadays. I did like the style of the whisky one though.
Up in the attic, I opened a door and found a belter of an old toilet. They don't make em like that anymore!
On the way out I spotted a pair of nesting swans on the private lake.
In a word, idyllic.
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