After back to back hat tricks on Thursday and Friday, there we were in a mad dash to the end. We still needed two more subjects (read months). And we were running out of time.
Our initial leads went bust early in the morning. Some were out of town, some were camera shy, and some were out on the loch enjoying the whimsical Scottish weather. So after some very successful souvenir shopping in Fort
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Augustus (tea towel anyone?) we decided to head back to Drum. And back to square one.
After a call here and a tweet there, we were on our way again. And by ‘way’ we mean a very narrow, windy
mountain road complete with freely roaming sheep. We were headed for a tiny crofting village called Bunloit above Drum to meet a potter named Rebekah.