Once upon a time on a wild uninhabited and ruggedly beautiful stretch of the Caithness coast, someone thought 'What can we do to improve this place? I know, let's build a nuclear power station.' Thus Dounreay came into being. Anyway they are now decommissioning it, and you can buy a commemorative mug in Thurso to mark the occasion. Yes really.
Apparently there is a doping scandal in cycling. I want to know what they are taking and how to get hold of it. Sadly with nothing stronger than battered deep fried haggis, weapons grade coffee and whatever is in the air from Dounreay we inched our way across the map to Bettyhill where there is a gobsmackingly beautiful beach and not much else.
Off to the bar now for a wee dram. One should always seek out locally sourced products. Jane
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