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The English Cemetery

The English Cemetery

Just outside of Campbeltown, on the Beinn Ghuilean circuit, lies a small cemetery, known locally as The English Cemetery. Listed on the Argyll & Bute Council Asset Register as Tomaig Road English Cemetery Tomaig Road,Campbeltown,PA28. According to the Places of…

Where did it all begin?

Where did it all begin?

Stone balancing, we have all seen them or tried it at one time or another. Wikipedia calls it Rock balancing (or “stone stacking”) and says it is  an art, discipline, or hobby in which rocks are naturally balanced on top…

Campbeltown Loch

Campbeltown Loch

Most folk will know the famous Whisky song but it would appear that few know about the poem by Archibald Munro M. A. Campbeltown Loch. What lamp in the sky, what planet or star, O’er a haven more lovely its…

Sometimes…

Sometimes…

… I sits and thinks, and sometimes I just sits. Quote altered slightly and used by A.A. Milne although originally it was from an edition of Punch magazine from 1906; From a cartoon featuring a vicar’s wife talking to a…

At the beach, life is different…

At the beach, life is different…

… Time doesn’t move hour to hour but mood to moment. We live by the currents, plan by the tides, and follow the sun. Quote by Sandy Gingras, Writer Image from an evenings paddling off Machrihanish. A beautiful evening paddle.

Song Composed in August…

Song Composed in August…

By Robert Burns – 1783 To the Tune: I had a horse, I had nae mair. Now westlin winds and slaught’ring guns Bring Autumn’s pleasant weather; The moorcock springs on whirring wings Amang the blooming heather: Now waving grain, wide…

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