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From: Marlene Cameron <>
Subject: Re: [CAMERON] Scotland Trip
Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 10:10:10 -0400


I'm 64 darlin'...things don't change much, do they?

Yours aye,

Marlene

Carol Crookham-Holstein wrote:

> Missed some of your earlier remembrances of your trip as I had been away,
> but it is like reading a lovely book. And the description of the wedding
> took my breath away. How romantic! I long for days like that and I am 52!!
>
> Carol Holstein
>
> >From: Marlene Cameron <>
> >Reply-To:
> >To:
> >Subject: [CAMERON] Scotland Trip
> >Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 01:51:48 -0400
> >
> >Hi All!
> >
> >Ok, now, where was I.
> >
> >Oh, yeah...we got to Mrs. Hammil's B&B at Fort William.
> >
> >Her house overlooks Loch Linnhe. What a gorgeous sight! It was getting
> >dark, by now, but when we got out of the car, oh boy, there weren't any
> >midgies!
> >
> >The air was crisp and clear, I noticed, and as Alex (you recall, he was
> >our Tour Guide. Owner and Operator of Scottish Highland Entertainments)
> >helped us, baggage and all into the clean CLEAN house, there was Mrs.
> >Hammil to greet us at the front door.. She seemed rather excited to see
> >us. Small and dark she was and middle aged, she was a powerhouse of
> >energy. Her B&B is called Westhaven on Achnicore Road, Fort William.
> >Our reservation at Westhaven was for six nights on a Bed & Breakfast
> >only basis. For all those days and nights Mrs. Hammill was "Johnny on
> >the spot", advising us of good places for evening meals.
> >
> >All the food was good. Breakfast was the typical BIG
> >breakfast....delicious, moist kippers Jim ate with gusto. I made a
> >face...too fishy..he loved them. The oatmeal was great with cream or
> >milk. The menu seemed endless. Mrs. Hammil insisted we leave our menu
> >on the hall table every night. At request she "knocked us up" evey AM.
> >Just a few raps...I was out of bed.
> >
> >The days were lovely. Bright and mostly clear. The moon was full the
> >first day or two. Mrs. Hammils's garden was lovely and sculpted. The
> >grass was a soft, fine carpet that sloped down to the road. Naturally,
> >we faced the mountains across the lake, covered with purple heather
> >almost in full bloom. There was just a wee bit of flat land across the
> >lake with one or two houses. I felt I had come home and never wanted to
> >leave.I felt an exceeding happiness. My first days in the Highlnds were
> >absolute heaven.
> >
> >Shopping in Fort Wiliam as an interesting experience. The main street
> >was cobbled, mostly. It is called High Street. There is a lovely
> >Square in the center of town, grassy and full of life in summer.
> >Children playing alot of the time. There were a few folks that spread
> >blankets on the grass, lying on them just enjoying the sun. I felt I
> >had entered a faraway, otherworldly place where there was just peace and
> >quiet yet full of life, that I had just died and gone to heaven. Oh,
> >and it was cool... and dry....such a welcome change from damp, hot
> >Florida. And no creepy crawlers and no gator!
> >
> >As we walked around the little town one day we happenedinto a Tea Room
> >for a bit of lunch.
> >
> >It was 2 PM acros the street was St. Andrews Episcopal Church. A young
> >, local couple was about to be married. Here came a coach drawn by a
> >large horse. Jimmy said he thought it was like a Percheron. The
> >coachman had on a high silk hat. The bride was within. After a short
> >pause, the bride alighted. She was wearing a gold metallic bridal gown
> >with a long train On her head was a crown, her hair piled high,
> >covered with a short white veil. She carried a bouquet of beautiful red
> >roses. Her groom awaited her at the Church door dresed in a Mornig
> >Coat. The other male members of the wedding party wore kilts. She had
> >two bridesmaids. Her Matron of Honoe wore an ankle lenght dress in pale
> >gold. Her little flower girl worn a bodice of dark red velvet attached
> >to a pale gold gathered skirt. A piper escorted the bride in and both
> >bride and groom out of the church about an hour later. What a happy day
> >as they boarded the coach that slowly clopped away! I wept, of course, I
> >wept..stood there like a 64 year old fool with tears running down my
> >face!
> >
> >Must off for now! 'Tis late!
> >
> >More later.
> >
> >Yours aye,
> >
> >Marlene Cameron
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
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