We spent a wondrous weekend in the highlands, reaching the Blackisle (birthplace of my Uncle David and site of his earldom) before turning down towards the glens where Sam, Maeve and Sorley live. We tramped (a little, in my case, more so in Claire and Chiara’s case), sometimes heavily attended by midges, until a breeze came to drive them away. The beauty of it, and the glorious prospect of Sam’s – Dr. Sam’s – Shielings project, opening up Scotland’s farming history and the beauty of their native land, to natives and visitors alike, were a thrill. What a life they’ve made here (my Stuart and MacDonald heritage blending with Sam’s mother’s Fraser heritage!)!