Skye 2002: a friendly face, part II
Noel wasn’t the only friendly face we met on our honeymoon, we also had the delight of spending an evening in the pub with Neal. We were staying in a small inn on the Isle of Skye in a hamlet called Stein, and we wandered down to the pub for supper and a few drams. It turned out to be the most lively night of our trip (and one I paid for the next morning). We talked to just about everyone in the pub, tried a few new whiskys, and enjoyed a bottle of wine and a plate of prawns courtesy of Neal.
Neal’s one of three veterinarians on Skye, and this makes him so well known that he told me to write him a postcard from Canada at “Neal the Vet, Isle of Skye”. Thinking he was pulling my leg, I asked the bartender if that really was all the address I needed. Quite seriously, he replied that it might help to add “Scotland” to the end of the address if I was to mail it from Canada, but it would arrive quite fine.
Nights like this made our honeymoon the wonderful experience it was.