Just a quick post as there is no service as I am in the highlands of Perthshire. I’ve arrived at a Turkish restaurant where the menu is thick with lamb and koftas of all sorts. However I am having scampi or what I hope is scampi as these days it can be monkfish so I will tell you soon. Bit of a hunger building up as i was sampling some rather fine whisky that the laird insisted I have as I think he is trying to ween me off red wine. No doubt he thinks it’s a nasty habit I’ve acquired during my time in the colonies! Well a rather large plate of monkfish arrived and so far I have only had real scampi at miekelour hotel which was fantastic it’s a bit like eating a scallop, it should be succulent and just a bit sweet. Anyway I’m now trying the coffee and it is very nice and smooth, well the Turks are famous for it I suppose. There is an odd thing I have noticed that a few of them are staring at me must be the Australian T shirt, Gallipoli an all that. Well that’s all from the Northern front.
The long road to pitlochry