You're looking at BEN LOMOND (the mountain in the distance),
taken on Saturday from the top of the street where I once lived back in
the '60s and early '70s. It was clearly visible from my back garden (and
perhaps even from my bedroom window if I stuck my head out), and as
I said in a previous post, when I first read THE HOBBIT, it was easy to
imagine that Ben Lomond was THE LONELY MOUNTAIN under which
the dragon SMAUG sat on hordes of treasure that BILBO BAGGINS
and his crew hoped to 'liberate'.
Isn't imagination a wonderful thing? Anyway, just thought I'd share
the photo with you here. While I was taking it (minutes after leaving a
friend's house), some fat brat on a bicycle shouted a rude name at me
as he whizzed past. I sincerely hope the cheeky little b*gger crashed
into a lamppost as he sped away. That's what I'd call instant justice!