I bolted down to the car park, or at least walked as rapidly as slick-soled ghillie brogues and kilt-constrained decency permitted. Within ten minutes I’d wound my way up Dunollie Road and out onto the A85 and was mentally high-fiving myself on making such good time; ten minutes after that, I’d pulled over at a [...]
April 15th, 2010
April 6th, 2010
Before, during & after, pt I
I was over in Oban a couple of weekends ago with Jeff, Devon and Ally. We all were there to attend the wedding of a couple of old school friends of ours, but I had the additional responsibility of piping the bride-to-be up the aisle. (“Piping up the aisle” is neither a cake-filling technique nor [...]