The Aultdrachty rauchle

Naebody mynds Aultdrachty noo, though lood it rattles still. Yet Aultdrachty’s watter wis’nae awas clear, an it hods a muckle saicret. Sae hearken, an hear the feech o’ the packman, … Continue reading The Aultdrachty rauchle

With cream . . .

My mother’s family made – and lost – a fortune through marmalade. My father’s family, whisky smugglers, went on to become bankers. [This photograph features our cat Domino sleeping beside … Continue reading With cream . . .

Household name

I visited Poltalloch mansion, Argyll, on Tuesday 14th March 2018. This is my film on Poltalloch: