Day 8: Thurso

Started the day off with a walk in the town. Thurso seems always to have been a small community despite the arrival of Dounreay (down or lower Reay) and the 'atomic people'. My granny would sit and knit on a window cill at the end of the High Street to watch everybody's comings and goings. The house is now the chemist and a seat has been placed there now, but nobody was sitting and knitting on it today...