So
there we were one Sunday afternoon, just walking along, and we stumbled on
something small. We looked down, squinted a bit still struggling to see
the apparently tiny thing that had stopped us in our tracks...what is that?
We squated beside it so we could see it properly. There it was,
lying there almost unnoticable. In fact I'm sure we've stepped over it
many times. It was the tiniest of ideas. The idea was singing
happily into the air at no one in particular 'go to Scotland go to Scotland go
to Scotland go to Scotland!!'. Isaac and I looked at each other for the
briefest moment...and then we snatched the little idea up, held it close to our
bodies and just started running with it.
And then we applied for Visa's.
And bought thermals and a torch.
And gave away all of our surplus belongings to charity.
And bought plane tickets.
Scotland....come at us!!!!