As promised earlier in the week, here are some photographs of the pretty little village of Dunkeld where we stayed last year for a wedding. It is one of the most complete 18th century villages in Scotland, and situated in the most glorious surroundings – right on the banks of the River Tay, surrounded by woodlands and rolling hills. There was even mist rising over the distant trees the morning we took a walk.
The village itself spreads out from one main street, which is lined with tiny harled houses and shops (harling is a traditional rough cast surface which protects from the wild Scottish elements). There is also an old stone cathedral at the end of town, and sweet little gardens behind the wee houses (if you are happy to snoop over people’s garden walls, which I am).
Mr D and I decided we could quite happily live in such a gorgeous place. It might be a bit far from our London friends, but the main street contained a pub, corner shop, curry restaurant, chipper, and newsagent. What more could you want?