Tales of McLizard (part one)

Posted on February 13, 2012


With a surname like mine and a son called Cameron, I am sure you can add 2 and 2 together and figure that there’s a bit of Scottish ancestry. I’ve not spent that much time there, but it’s all about to change.

My best friend, the one who doesn’t like the mushy stuff, has just up sticks and moved, with her husband, to Strachur, on the banks of Loch Fyne. So that certainly means Scotland will be our vacation of choice for the foreseeable future!  This is our first trip – the McLizard’s decided to do Scotland, and not just to have a break, but also to get my head around the huge project she has taken on, and how we can tell the world about it.

She’s not just moved to Scotland, she’s also moved into my world, the world of tourism … how fantastic. She’s developing her own holiday village (I’m not actually allowed to say that, it will be one day, but at the moment, it’s set to be a very nice B&B) and she’s chosen me as her tourism marketing expert. Hence the tartan lizard, nothing if not prepared.

So, day one. Arrived at the airport and took a very scenic journey across the Erskine Bridge via Loch Lomond, Loch Long and finally arriving at Loch Fyne. We made friends with some Canada Geese at Loch Lomond and some Highland Cattle on banks of Loch Fyne. We’ve ooh’ed and ah’ed at the scenery, jumped out of the car to capture some great snaps and finally gasped at ‘the project’.

It’s going to be great. Watch this space.