Though it spoke of rain on Friday, it managed to hold off quite nicely. Look at those clouds! This was by the Pitlochry Golf Course, which is more or less where we based our walk. It was somewhat 'bitty' as we didn't want to make the climb up to the top, this incline was enough for most of us!
On the way back down this path we saw some beautiful Buddleas, but didn't manage to get any shots of them.
We did see some swans, though. It was quite an attraction, with several people lined up to grab a picture, while staying quiet, so as not to disturb the mums and their babies.
We did find this seat for a welcome rest and photo opportunity. It's funny how the birthday girl is the one left standing!
Marian, Jean I, Rhoda, Jeanette, Jacqui and Sheila
When we reached the beautiful clubhouse, we ordered coffees and teas outside, and had a good chat and giggle. It was only later we were informed that, if you sit outside you are expected to sit quietly - oops! I don't know which one of us was making the most noise, though it is usually me. The tea was delicious, though, I must say.
When Kim, Jean D, Auntie Betty, Janet and Jan arrived, we went inside where a table had been laid, Jeanette had collected 'The Cake' from her car, and we settled to eat our lunch.
Well, our orders were given and most of the meals arrived (my Aberdeen Angus beefburger (without the roll)) but Auntie Betty was left sitting. And sitting. And waiting. Then the (only) waiter in the very busy lunch restaurant told her that her chicken had been burned, and another was being prepared. So, she waited some more. Oh dear. It eventually arrived and was as tasty as everyone else's. Marian's soup was cold, however. This does sound like a long moan, but I'm afraid it was justified. There simply was not the staff to cope with such a full room, and if they couldn't cope they should have turned us away. There was then some confusion with the bill, where it seemed we had possibly been overcharged. As some had eaten and drunk less than others, we all agreed to pay our own bill. But, we were still short by about ten pounds. This meant we all had to put in extra, and the waiting staff did not get tipped. Especially, as one had been quite rude (!) to one of us, and that is simply not on, is it?
But, though we got no pictures, Rhoda was presented with Jeanette's cake, with lit candles, as well as flowers and presents. It seems she had an eventful, but enjoyable birthday lunch.
Happy Birthday, Rhoda!