52and40/28 Ties That Bind


Months ago, husband and I scoured our west coast map for unseen places, zoning in on Glenelg.  We went last week, exhilarated by the drive over The Ratagan Pass which had us whooping, awe-filled and delighted about the backseat being uncharacteristically empty so nobody was chucking up.

It was a flying visit, but a great place for orientation with Skye as the Arnisdale shore’s just 600m across the water.  Glenelg’s history’s fascinating – and prescient.  We’ll be back in future to bag the ferry crossing and drive up to Elgol (and whoop more).



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52and39/27 All The Time In The World



I’ve little clue about geology, fossils or crystals.  It’s fair to say I’ve gone as far as avoiding being educated on any of those topics, in the main.


I struggle with museums that let me look but not touch.  My need to touch is strong; primordial.  The only thing that dissipates it is knowing that I could touch something, if I wanted.


Enter Mr Wood’s Fossils.  I can go there and touch something that’s 165 million years old.  I can buy the something for four and a half earth pounds.  Such wonder.


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