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Cullen skink, virgin money and fishermen’s kisses.

I’ve seen several buildings advertising virgin money; the mind boggles! A wee man got on the bus in a small village between Stromness to Kirkwall, in his once-dapper blue jacket and faded walking cane. Deafness wasn’t going to prevent a conversation. He was off to town because the village shop was a wee bit dear.Continue reading “Cullen skink, virgin money and fishermen’s kisses.”

Questions; so many questions

Inverness to Thurso and on to Stromness left so many questions! As the train travels north, the scenery transforms from rich farmland to the endless pink heather of hard ground. Writers and poets have used words like ‘bleak’ to describe the miles of flowering groundcover, but I saw vast areas of natural beauty. But then,Continue reading “Questions; so many questions”