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Scotland
beckons
Rescued
by Jerrymedic from Dorset, Eric survived, and whilst in ITU he
dreamt of purity, clean air an mountains. Two weeks of detox
followed and then up to Scotland.
 National
Express was not an option as he was worried by the prospect of
hearing too much "verve" on walkmans, and the train
fiasco continues, so Scottish Ambulance Service came to his
rescue .Apparently there are no pies left !
The
Isle of Skye beckoned as Eric discovered his ancestral home at
Loch  Flatt
had promised him a wee dram of healing waters which after his
journey was very welcome; Feeling nostalgic, he wanted to view
Skye from afar, and Ben Nevis seemed as good a vantage point as
any. His leg still hurts and Lochaber Mountain Rescue in
Fort William gave him a lift. There is a fine kebab/chip shop
just 50 yards from the police station.
 Whilst
on the mountains he met the RAF whose motto "per
ardua ad astra" reminded him of his days on the rapid
response unit. And they have helicopters! Ah to be airborne!
Eric
could almost feel the thin air high up in the mountains, and as
king of all he surveyed he knew secretly he would feel the wind
beneath his yellow wings
very soon.
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