Mum and me, Christmas 1974
Gatwick Airport is like a time warp to the less salubrious parts of the Soviet Union. Hardly festive, but it does have planes flying to Inverness, one of which is very much required this morning. We will be spending the next few days on the Isle of Skye; right at the very tippy-top of the Hebrides in Scotland.
The Three Chimneys has been on my list of places to visit for a very long time. The location means you have to be pretty committed to get there (we have a two hour flight followed by a three hour drive). And the journey appears to be mercifully unaffected by the snowstorms that have hit the country. So we are hopeful of getting there, but will be taking it carefully.
I can’t think of a lovelier view than the icy Loch Dunvegan, as we enjoy a fireside single-malt dominated game of dirty-word scrabble. Especially after the sustenance of Scottish beef and wild game, Skye lamb, fresh fish and seafood of all kinds. Not forgetting the champagne and handmade chocolates, the mulled wine and mince pies (that reminds me: pack elasticated pants).
I wish for you all a joyful Christmas, however you spend the day.
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