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North of the Wall

It is very irritating the way that work insists on getting in the way of doing the things that I like to do, such as, in no particular order, building things with my son’s lego, rambling incoherently on this blog, and drinking red wine whilst playing the piano very badly. However, this year, to make up for last year’s holiday blip (week at parents – what was I thinking? More to the point, what were they thinking?), we have managed not one, not two, but three trips to Scotland, my favourite country in the world, owing to it being indisputably northern, and beautiful, and quite chilly, with a generally very poor blackberry signal.

Here are some highlights for your delectation. Clink on the first pic to view the slideshow and my scintillating commentary.

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