We went to visit the g/fs college chum Sarah in Onich via Fort William once, it was feckin' shut. We were stuck in a caravan Sarah lived in Nov time freezing cold... my first 3 in a bed but it doesn't count as it was only to prevent us all dying of hypothermia, although I did wake up with a handful of tit which wasn't my g/fs. On the Sunday we decided to drive around the Loch to Oban for a day out only to break-down coming into the town. We managed to find a garage but it took what money we had between us to pay for the repair. We had to spend all day wandering around Oban without a feckin' cent between us until we could pick the car up later in the afternoon.... only to break-down again as we drove off the forecourt. Sarah had to 'phone the headmistress of the school she worked at to ask if her husband could pick us up, as it was Sunday the ferry was shut so he had to drive around the Loch which added about 60 miles (the road bridge hadn't been built then). He arrived in a Scania tractor unit of all things & as Sarah climbed up into the cab she did her back in. The poor cow ended up in Inverness hospital needing emergency surgery & then having to be rushed back into the theatre for a second op because the surgeon had severed an artery. Yup, I've got fond memories of that neck of the woods..... not.