Stranraer...

The Scottish leg of my never-ending tour is nearly over. I’m in Stranraer, discovering for myself why the words ‘Come to Stranraer!” never appear in the tourism brochures. The last month has been very positive: good memories, lots of pix and I’ve heard no anti-English sentiments (of course, I can’t read people’s thoughts)…

Lochans on Mull...