Going to the Isle of Wight is like stepping into a holiday drawn from fading seaside postcards. An enclave of convertible cars, thatched cottages, guest houses and chalky cliffs – hallmarks of a sophisticated past – have been preserved long enough to feel fashionable again; Queen Victoria’s preferred holiday destination remains a tranquil place for … More Isle of Wight
Tiree is the catwalk model of Scottish islands: slim, blonde, gorgeous and so lacking in lumps and bumps that clouds drift over her admiringly, and burst on the mainland. White sandy beaches – draped with rock pools and seaweed – flounce around a twinkling sea. Designer crofts pout next to country roads, with roofs so … More Tiree
Eriskay is a big hill, framed by white sandy beaches, turquoise seas and vividly coloured shells: purple, orange, yellow, blue. Sifting through the palette is an afternoon’s work. The kids decorated a sand citadel with them and stuffed them in my jacket pockets. Only semi-wild white horses and 140 people live on Eriskay but there’s … More Eriskay, Scotland
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