A thing you're beginning to see less and less of in this country, phone boxes. So I find it a bit odd that this one still exists in the middle of Glen Clova, miles from nowhere. What's even odder is that it sits right outside the Clova Hotel, which has more phones than you could shake a stick at.
This is the Pipers Hillock, half way up the Glen. Just a hill in the middle of nowhere with a graveyard. Can think of few more beautiful places to be laid to rest.
Never saw any pipers though, maybe they're all brown bread!
Yet another lonely old cottage, a bit of serious restoration and a lick of paint? You never know eh?
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