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Callanish Calling…

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Dear Wen,

I have booked an additional day off work – The Wednesday…

However, we possibly need a bit more of a plan than,

‘If we have it we can fill it’,

for me to book any more time off!

Love, Don x

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“What did you have in mind?”

“Well, I thought we might want to take a look at one of the Scortish Isles?”

“We’ll be quite close to Skye?”

“What’s on Skye?”

“Not a great deal, archaeologically speaking, but Callanish is not far from Skye.”

“Callanish!”

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Callanish.

Tantalus.

Stone-Circle ‘Gold’!

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Callanish.

The name alone is capable of conjuring a mystical reverie.

Ah, Callanish…

Soskin completed his personal Odyssey into pre-history there.

It was there that Cope stood in the Moon.

Ah, Callanish…

Are you real, or a phantom, as delusional as Macbeth’s dagger,

which floats before the eyes?

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“Could we get there?”

“The ferry is about a hundred but we’d need a night on Skye,

which does not come cheap…”

“Hmmm…”