**contains terms which may offend** The Bruce raised his sword high, the driving rain battering against the silver blade, washing away the English blood. The dark clouds that had been the menacing back drop to the battle suddenly parted. Glorious sun shone over the tired and battered survivors. This was his moment. He could think … Continue reading SCOTTISH KINGS


'Summits not right,' he muttered in his mysterious way. I misunderstood his local dialect. 'Something's not right?' 'Yes,' he pointed up to the top of the hill, where I could just make out the wall of a lookout tower. 'There's something wrong at the summit.' 'What's wrong?' I could see no sign of anything untoward. … Continue reading SUMMITS NOT RIGHT