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IT seems Queen Victoria was never happier than when exploring the Highlands of Scotland. She didn’t just confine herself to the well trodden routes either. Monday, October 9, 1865, though, was one day

Guess where we went last summer? A two-week tour that took in the UK’s first Dark Sky Park, as well as its largest forest, the world’s smallest post office, the First World War’s largest munitions fac

Guess where we went last summer? A two-week tour that took in the UK’s first Dark Sky Park, also its largest forest, the world’s smallest post office, the First World War’s largest munitions factory,

AROUND six miles north of Blairgowrie, the Glenshee road crosses the River Ardle at Bridge of Cally. Not far below the bridge, the Ardle, which flows down from Strathardle, will lose its identity as i

On a leisurely weekend break, the last thing I expected to be wearing was a hard hat with a headlamp, a battery pack and a pair of wellingtons. But there I was, fully togged up – along with seven othe

“You can’t live here. There are no shops,” my friend Jen stated. We were sitting in the van belonging to the pub I lived in, the Golden Cross, Slough, waiting for my parents who had an interview for t