To the Manor Born

New Milne, in all it's glory. This is our first view of the house taken from just inside the driveway gate. Hard to believe that this was to be our home for the next week. Of course, we were several hours early and unable to "move in" just yet; we still had to make a quick trip to the Edinburgh airport to pick up those three lovely ladies. However, we did speak with Jim (the caretaker/owner) who allowed us to unload our luggage into the foyer so that we would have room for three more passengers plus luggage. Luckily our hired vehicle was large enough to accommodate this. But here it is: our home. Wastrel On! (Listening To: (She's Just) An Old Love Turned Memory by George Jones)