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.
Having read Para Handy many times over the years i always had a more whimsical image of Bowling in my mind.
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Incidentally the hot tub might be useful now that the nights are drawing in on Shetland ;-)