WE have had phone calls from our daughters camping with their families in far, remote places: one from the northern shore of North Ronaldsay, the northernmost island in Orkney, the other from a wet tent on another northern shore, in Iceland. Not so remarkable your readers might think. But here we have lived for more than a quarter of a century, three and a half miles from a cathedral city, a spa town and a university, with still no mobile phone connection and no internet. Perhaps one day.

G Wills,

Glentye, Sheriffmuir, Stirlingshire.

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