It was a long, long drive from London to reach Glen Shiel in the northwest Highlands of Scotland. Hours of driving through seemingly endless blackness and wilderness became mesmerising. I could just make out the bleak grey outlines of the mountains beyond, against a moonlit sky.
I was in a kind of reverie - until I had to suddenly slam on the brakes on…
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