At first it looks like a storm cloud gathering on the horizon. On a hilltop perhaps 500 yards dead ahead, dust is erupting in the yellow hues of dawn, shafts of early morning light shooting through agitated particles like lasers. These perfect lines are then interrupted by a huge, dark..
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A big thank you for writing this. For so many months now, I haven't had a lot of things to say yes to either and […]
Just an honest Scotsman on tour! Well written mate and looking forward to following you on your next journey. At this stage and I am
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