Well, assuming that my poorly car actually escapes at some point today from the mechanics who are holding her captive, and nothing else decides to go wrong, screw up, fall sick or explode… including me… I’ll be heading north shortly for the Silent Eye’s autumn event.
It is always touch and go getting to Scotland. The first time we attempted the trip, we ended up in Dorset instead. The great coffee pot explosion had stopped us in our tracks and I couldn’t go anywhere till the bandages were off. The second time, we did actually manage it… though taking our ‘summer holiday’ in January pretty much guaranteed that we would be turned back by snow just short of our hoped-for destination…and that was without the warning lights taunting us from the dashboard of the car. I’m hoping it will be third time lucky!
There will be hills and ancient stone…
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