Having avoided Barcelona for years, I decided it was high time that we visited the city everyone raves about. It hadn’t been a conscious effort to stay away from the place, more a case of never getting around to it.
“My destiny was down there – a clutch of shattered bones spilling down the mountainside. I was no longer breathing. I was drowning in my own fear.”
I hope everyone is going to be eating Scottish Venison on Sunday 4th September to celebrate ‘Eat Scottish Venison Day’ or as I mistakenly called it ‘East Scottish Venison Day’ which might have upset the folk in the west.