…It wasn’t that we forgot
to bring the road-map on board.
We didn’t even think to.
Perhaps our heads, or more likely hearts,
were still with the stones…
Which left us with the phone-map,
and that, it has to be owned,
was somewhat deficient
where scale was concerned.
We needed to be south of Glasgow,
certainly, and the Holiday inn
on the way up had served us well…
Ayr it was then,
only when we did look at the road map,
Ayr started to look a long, long way away.