As a sulky twelve year old I did not appreciate the absolute gorgeousness of the holiday getaway my parents had 'dragged' (my words) me to, in the mid 1970's. With a head full of disco and a suitcase full of cheesecloth, 'middle of nowhere' to me then was, as you can imagine, my idea of 'not much fun.' Try persuading your own children now and see how far you get. "What no WiFi!" But hindsight, retrospect or nostalgia are wonderful things and imagine my delight when I saw that 'Ring of Bright Water' was appearing on TV a few nights ago. I selected the record button hastily, knowing that at some stage I would be able to savour the moment. That moment came last night when I spent a blissful hour or so reminiscing with a tear in my eye and smile on my face.
What is she rambling on about? OK long story short. The cottage in the film is the cottage we stayed in during that holiday. Not quite as dilapidated as it appears in the film I hasten to add.
Skip to about 6:30 to see what talking about
Yes, it is in the most exquisite location on the West coast of Scotland not too far from Oban and at the time was totally unappreciated by me. The wonders of the internet have allowed me to see if it's still there and it certainly is.
|Courtesy of Scotland Holiday Cottages|
We fished, we swam, watched otters, clambered over rocks and in the end even I had to admit it had been a fantastic holiday. Coupled with the fact that it was the summer of '76, we all went back sporting Mediterranean sun tans, no one would believe that we'd holidayed in Scotland. So there you have it, a trip down memory lane. Which holidays stick in your mind and why?