An evening stroll through Newtonmore

We enjoyed a nice dinner followed by a sumptuous dessert tray. Gail and her mother opted to hang around for the rest of the show but fearing the very real possibility of audience participation, I beat a hasty retreat. I decided to take a walk through the little downtown of Newtonmore. I ran into another member of our group, Jean Moyer, who I knew from our church back home. It wasn't much of a downtown commercially speaking but the homes along the street looked old and uniquely English. As usual I had to get a photo of the post office.