When we first started going on holiday to the west of Scotland and its islands, you would habitually see wonderful seafood being landed, but you couldn't buy any of it as it was all being boxed up and sent to Spain. If you went to the local cafe or pub, it was frozen scampi and chips on offer. But now on the harbour at Oban, there are several kiosks touting for business selling fantastically fresh stuff from the sea - my scallops in hot garlic butter yesterday lunchtime were terrific. And we managed to stop the shamelessly greedy seagulls from stealing any. Then we passed three car accidents in the 30-odd miles between Oban and Tyndrum on the A85: sunshine and showers look great, but they don't half make the roads slippy.But anyway ... while climbing up the hill at Lismore Point yesterday I got the news that I've become a great-uncle, so a big welcome to Beth Rachel Lawson. Hooray!