The car is currently on holiday as I write. It's down at Garry beach. I stupidly made way off the edge of the lane for some visitor in a car who would not back up to a passing place behind them. As a consequence, the side of my car tyre blew out. It's flat all the way round and a can of sealant and endless pumping did no good. After walking back to a spot where there was a phone signal, we called the good Crofter who came out to collect us and take us back home in his shiney land rover thing. Very kind as usual.
As I write, the day after we await the arrival of the local mobile tyre man who hopefully fit a new tyre and pump it up.
In the meantime do gaze at this snap of the west side of the island.