Rooted

Rosie Wells

To be shipwrecked in the Caribbean is one thing, but to be a castaway in West Lothian is quite another...

Only a few months before that momentous October day, we had been enjoying a family holiday in West Lothian. One drizzly morning, we killed spare time by nosing around a building site. We left with a photo of a hole in the ground and the commitment to buy a new home. Friends and relatives thought us mad, at our time of life, what were we thinking, re-inventing ourselves, and in the wilds of Scotland! How could we leave our cosy Cotswold home of 30 years for the unknown of the northern territories? ... (continues)