For the second day running I felt as if I was in the right place. In this case it was up a big hill in the middle of a storm pretending I was in the company of a blind highwaymen.

I rather liked the idea of a large game of blind man’s buff out here. Does that appeal to anyone out there? Maybe next year.

We have at least started to meet some real characters: the debrogued knife-wielding guide, the blind highwaymen, the multilingual innkeeper. If you identify with any of these people and want to tell your story, get in touch.

In the meantime I’ll make do with Surrey’s emailed request to track down a disused cold war bunker in Lochaline. See Subterranea Brittanica. Is there anything I can find you?

*Please note all the Kidnapped posts have been transferred here from the original blog at https://timwright.typepad.com/kidmapper which no longer exists.

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