A fairly quick late January family walk, fading daylight at the end of a grey wet windy day.  We were on our way over to friends Neil and Katie’s house in Milngavie to celebrate Burns Night.  Our joint Burns commemorations with Neil and many other lovely friends go back many years, and have seldom paid too much notice of the proper date for such occasions, January 25th.  To be celebrating it only two days later, in Scotland, was quite the novelty.  It’s not unknown for the constraints of getting the group together at a mutually convenient time to require us to be enthusiastically quaffing steaming plates of haggis neeps and tatties in high summer somewhere in continental Europe… We had a great evening of food, drink, socialising, poetry and music – but first, this wee jaunt up a very popular wee hill not so many miles north of Glasgow.  And a first appearance for the summit T-shirt!