It's all very well, esteemed readers, for you to be languishing in the sunshine in shorts and tee-shirts, enjoying or at least contemplating the last BBQ of 2012. Up here in bonny Scotland we're wearing five layers of clothing and waterproofs because we've got real weather. Proper, dramatic weather appropriate to the dramatic scenery. And very nice it is, too. From the Titan cranes at Greenock to the 200-year old Crinan canal. It did let up briefly while we were in Rothesay, so we had a look round the town. Rothesay's armoured bars rather took my eye. No pubs here, just bars, and lots of them, with heavy steel doors and unlikely notices such as "no football colours" and "for your safety, wipe your feet on the doormat". We couldn't summon the courage to go in one for fear of what might happen if we were judged to have wiped our feet incorrectly. . .
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