Wild places

The eyes have it

The eyes have it

IN 1790, A young Frenchman named Xavier de Maistre published a travel journal entitled: A journey around my bedroom.

Like me, he was missing travel - although in his case it was because he had been injured in a duel, and was confined to his bedroom while he recovered.

The arse in the window, and other tales of island life

The arse in the window, and other tales of island life

IN THE END, it was Max who made it happen. I had spent four decades dreaming of a return to the Shetland Islands and had consistently failed to find a travelling companion until I mentioned it to Max one day over lunch. Within weeks, it was sorted - and then some.