Thursday, 31 July 2008
by John M. Joyce
Some few years ago I acquired an attractive little cottage buried deep in the heart of the Scottish countryside. It is situated some thirty miles west of Inverburgh (twinned with Casterbridge), which is the nearest shopping centre, and to reach it one has to traverse the narrow, winding and single-track country lanes which cross the sparsely inhabited but very beautiful landscape of the Highlands of Scotland. One has to be very careful not to get lost whilst travelling those roads, for very few of the junctions possess signposts and such signage as there is makes little sense – and is invariably written in Gaelic! more...
Posted on 07/31/2008 6:23 PM by NER
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