EELS HAVE a special place in the dark recesses of the Scottish psyche. Why and when we developed a revulsion to eating them is very much a mystery.
BRITISH SUMMER time starts on the last Sunday of March. Right now, with a real snell east wind, or the westerly coming off the snow-covered hills, the very idea of summer seems like a remote dream.
THE CATALYST for the design of the Whitson tartan was a telephone call from Hollywood, USA which I received one perishing cold November evening in 1983.
A FEATHERED bullet shot past the window. Even in that split second I was certain it was a sparrowhawk, and it was a first visit in over four years.
IT'S EXCITING to return to a spot where so much change has taken place. The Murton Nature Reserve lies east of Forfar, just off the Forfar-Friockheim road. Created from eighty acres of worked-out sand and gravel quarries, they were a blank canvas on which to establish this fascinating project.