Hunters Quay Hotel
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... were then converted into specifications for embroidery ie colours, threads and stitches. Nearly 1000 volunteer embroiderers worked to create the 143 metre long tapestry (as 168 separate panels) and it is one of the biggest community art projects in the world. The tapestry tells the 12,000 year history of Scotland, from its early geology to today. It’s pretty impressive. We also had a quick look around the Parliament building, especially its ...
Today we were quiet. After sad news I did not really want to explore today, and I felt exhausted from some long long days this week, so I slept for most of the morning, while Nic completed quizzes, crosswords and puzzles that all feature in the Scottish mail. Nic loves them. We spent the afternoon booking bus tickets and accommodation for the next week. Nic found a room in a pub for fifty pounds a night including breakfast just out of Fort William. In between, ...
... got home and we all had a quick chat before heading to bed.
Tomorrow we are off to Whitburn, where the Pattisons (Uncle Alec's family) live. We are staying there for the night and looking forward to a catch up and notoriously big night with them.
20 & 21 August
We had a very lazy morning before heading over to Whitburn in the car after lunch. Whitburn is nearly smack bang in between Glasgow and Edinburgh, so it took ...
... jammie's (of all things) and Maria's wedding dress was ready to be picked up! At Ocean Terminal Mall we parked in a car park over looking a body of water where the queen's boat Britannia sits moored. Maria tells me that the queen cried in public for the only time when forced by the government to give up this boat which was used by the royal family for personal times together and ...
... 5 (built 1942) Spitfire plunging straight into the Scottish moorland. As we laid our wreaths and messages of remembrance on behalf of all of his family it was impossible to not experience some emotion standing there quietly in the peaceful albeit rather overgrown surroundings.
In all we had spent some 2 hours at Craigton and it was late in the afternoon by the time Scott had driven us back to our hotel via the tunnel beneath the Clyde. After another chat to ...