A Word About Scotland:

I have been in Scotland since Saturday and this is Monday, on a Bank Holiday weekend. Meaning no mail, no banks, and lots of folks milling about the streets of St Andrews.

The weather has been predictably odd, meaning Scottish. I arrived in sunshine, but with the temps fast dropping. A cool night led into gales making the back garden pines in front of the low stone wall dance about like madcap hula girls. Then the sprinkle of rain began, not bad by Scottish standards, but occasionally icy...