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It all started with a phone call on a Friday evening, Mrs Harrison, (Mary), answered, ‘Hello,’ I said, ‘Would you know if Bob is planning a trip to Scotland?’ Mary said she would ask Bob when he came in. Next morning, a knock on my door, it was Bob, maps in hand, a smile on his face, ‘When are we going? I’ve had a look at some routes.* Two weeks later after a pleasant drive up to Killin, we had camped and negotiated widi the site owner that the car could be left in his care, and with die sun shining, two overgrown schoolboys set off on what was to be (apart from one half-day) eight days of sunshine and no midges