We were also on holiday in west Ardnamurchan in the summer of 1976 (Letters, 31 July). Edna Healey arrived at our cottage and told us Denis was attempting to cross a difficult bog near the cottage and we sent our teenage daughter Kirsty to guide him. By the time Kirsty reached Denis he had fallen into the bog and she was welcomed with an embarrassed: “Oops… I’ve been a bit silly!” When Denis cleaned up we spent a pleasant afternoon having tea. Later that holiday, as the story is told locally, Denis arrived at the little shop to buy a bottle of whisky only to find that he’d come without his wallet. Asking if he could take the whisky and return and pay later he was met with a refusal from Morag the shop assistant with her usual firm Highland correctness – less success in managing the pound than in Ullapool.
Angela Alexander
Pittenweem, Fife
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