This morning I had to take my old jeep for its MOT.
We live in the countryside in upland Perthshire and it’s about a 10 mile drive to the garage in the nearest town, which in its heyday was a thriving market town and more recently a busy tourist destination.
Incidentally the town had two bowling clubs until recently, but sadly the public, council operated green has now closed.
This is in keeping with the town’s fortunes generally.
The arrangement was for my wife to pick me up from the garage, but somehow we got our wires crossed and I was left with enough time to have a coffee from the local shop and a leisurely walk through the town.
Its funny but when you’re driving you don’t see the finer details or get a feel for what’s really going on in a place.
The site I saw was quite a sorry one; I counted Read more