My belly lined with a nice glass of red and a very yummy plate of pasta (which I have cooked from scratch, Mum, and which has been full of vegetables), I must admit I’m feeling a lot better and awfully cosy. The gas fireplace is glowing red with coals, the flames are flickering high, and the unit is belting out heat – I love an open fireplace! And to cap it all off, there’s the sound of a Scottish piper practising the bagpipes in the identical period cottage, next door.

Oh my God, I’m in Scotland 🙂

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