After breakfast we drove to Campbeltown. Although it’s a beautiful place in its own right, like many others I associate it with Paul McCartney. I’m not alone, I discovered, as the lady in the tourist office brought him up by chance, saying how he enjoyed being able to walk about the town unhassled, but didn’t mind people photographing him as long as they didn’t snap his children. She directed us to the Linda McCartney memorial garden, which confounded a few of my preconceptions as it was planned, created and maintained by the local community, not by Paul, in recognition of years of unpublicised work and generosity to the town.
Free to download - Stories My Killer Told Me: Five surreal story-songs from my Edinburgh Fringe show.
- I Am Not The One For You
- The Ever Open Door
- New Eyes
- A Forest Trail in Autumn
- The Portobello Slam
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