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Martyn McLaughlin

Martyn McLaughlin: Why the Waverley paddle steamer must be saved

Martyn McLaughlin: Why the Waverley paddle steamer must be saved

There are few viewpoints more spectacular than the Free French Memorial on Greenock’s Lyle Hill, where a sprawling housing estate gives way to a sweeping panorama which rivals any in Britain for the majesty of its composition. Here, in a town trademarked by its cantilever cranes and red-bricked rows of warehouses, nature reasserts her authority as the yawning expanse of the Firth of Clyde is foreshadowed by Gourock and framed by the rolling hills of Kilcreggan and Dunoon.

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One-year-old Edith McQuatt and her mum Laura meet the Burryman as he takes to the streets of South Queensferry as part of the annual ritual.

Martyn McLaughlin: The curious customs of Scotland’s towns and villages

Since leaving city life behind to plant one foot in the countryside, I’ve found summer is a time to marvel at the idiosyncrasies of rural Scotland and its inexhaustible social calendar. Every other weekend of the season is dominated by festivals, fetes, and Highland Games, staples that draw in the punters and a parade of Mr Whippy vans.

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