Recommended by Deborah Ratcliffe
The weather forecast was for a severe frost and fog patches. Gingerly I drew back the bedroom curtains at my hotel, the Caledonian Hilton (affectionately called The Caley) expecting to see the world covered in a bleak grey blanket. To my delight, the magnificent Edinburgh Castle was shrouded in an ethereally soft mist, swirling in the early morning breeze.
It gently...
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