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A familiar path, upstream, from shingle to viaduct. In unfamiliar winter guise. The dense foliage of summer has long been dropped; the rosy... -
It's that time of year; you'll have noticed. Every time you switch on the radio, walk into a supermarket, bombarded with muzak. A...
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Having failed to make a trip to the Treshnish Isles from a recent Iona visit, we had explored the possibilities of a day trip from home, bu...
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