Ah, wondrous Bowling. So many fantastic memories from the days when it was a shabby, rundown repository for mouldering old boats, many of them sheltering long-term residents. It's slightly, but not entirely, gentrified these days. I used to be the only person, it seemed, who came here. Now? Well, now it's packed with picnickers. Still smells funny, though.
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Having read Para Handy many times over the years i always had a more whimsical image of Bowling in my mind.
Disappointed from Dunfermline !
Incidentally the hot tub might be useful now that the nights are drawing in on Shetland ;-)
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