Bonnie Scotland
Going to Scotland was a magical, often funny adventure. But what a culture shock! Overlooking Dunoon, Argyll, Scotland. Photo courtesy of Huntersquay.net. See more photos at http://jane-firthofclyde.blogspot.com/ There is a place that draws me back to the misty moors, the purple heather, the craggy but warm-hearted people, the deep blue lochs; to the sweetness of what is SCOTLAND : the town of DUNOON, in Argyll, near the Firth of Clyde. I left my heart there over 40 years ago. Nestled along the shores of the crystal blue Holy Loch, surrounded by gently rolling, green mountains, caressed by the cool highland breezes, Dunoon lay as it always had, for three centuries or maybe more. It was not a spectacular place, a bustling b...
Hi, just happened upon your blog and I believe we were neighbors at Rafferty's Caravan Site on the Bullwood Road near Dunoon before you moved to the house. Small world! It's been over 50 years but seems like yesterday. Living in Scotland was a great exoerience. We took a "trip down Memory Lane" two years ago and stayed in Dunoon for a few days. The caravan site was gone but so much seemed unchanged. The Swallow Cafe is still there as well as the tea shop on Argyle Street. Your blog on Holy Loch really took me back in time to my first adventure as a navy wife. Best regards, Janet
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