I went away with my old school friends over the weekend to Knoydart - a remote part of Scotland with only one pub and a post office.
It is great to stay in touch with friends you went to school with. One of the girls, Muriel, I have known since we were at nursery school together. We are all very natural together and give each other a hard time and a good laugh in equal measure.
We went to Mary Erskine all-girl school, in the days when it was in Queen Street. We were known as the Queen Street girls and our headmistress was an infamous tyrant! So much so that some impish girls put her death notice in the newspapers. Not sure, but I think they were expelled.
Six of us have stayed friends from our school days. We have all grown up and had kids, but we kept track of each other and around five years ago started meeting once or twice a year. We have gone on walking trips and hired a caravan by the beach in England.
In Knoydart we hired a lovely cottage and had to walk two miles to the pub. The Old Forge is the most remote pub in the UK.
We took long walks and talked about all the girls we remembered from school. We had a great meal in the local pub and met lots of hill walkers.
Men walk for days around the area and some had been out for four or five days walking, sleeping in a tent andtalking about how many Munros they had bagged. We also met Colin Prior, a ‘well kent’ photographer noted for his landscape pictures.
On the last day we were driven in a Land Rover to the end of the peninsula to Doune and had to walk a down a very muddy track to a restaurant looking across to Skye.
Rowan Atkinson has visited more than once and Cameron Mackintosh (pictured) has an estate nearby.
We were all for being airlifted out instead of traipsing up a sludgy path to get to the road. I really enjoyed it and would certainly do it again, but not before a long rest!