All Hallow’s Holiday – The Mystery Box

Well, Wee Readers, we’ve finally reached our end – or rather the last part of our journey that’s memorable enough to write about – but don’t fear we’re not quite done yet. For like most of the blog series I make this one will end in the mailing list.

And yes, I have indeed devoted a whole blog post in this series just to tell you that. So, while your already a little disappointed let’s play a game.

Can anyone tell me where this is?

All those who guess right can help themselves to the biscuit of their choice from their own cupboards . And for all of those who guessed wrong…well, I guess you’re just going to have to sign up to The Wee Mailing List if you haven’t already by the 14th of February to find out where it is.

In fact everyone should do that because I’m not saying it here.

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All Hallow’s Holiday – Bridges and Highland Roads

Well, we might be nearing the end of our holiday wee readers but we’ve still got a few roads to pass.

Interesting fact – this next group of photos is of one of the oldest bridges in Scotland. And as I say that, I hope it’s true because I can’t remember where I heard it.

Onwards to the end we go.

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All Hallow’s Holiday – A Graveyard, because there has to be a Graveyard in a Halloween Holiday

Well, follow us Wee Readers round Parish of Auldearn – or more accurately it’s graveyard. Because every Halloween holiday needs a visit to a graveyard.

Interesting fact, the witch trials that took place in this parish back in 1662 were some of the most significant in Scottish History thanks in no small part to Isobel Gowdie and her confession.

The ruin of the old church.

Graves, Graves, oh so many graves.

And off we go, on to our next adventure.

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