Puilladrobhain

LIGHT…REFRESHMETS NO WHISKEY, THEN? EVEN AN APPARENTLY OUT-OF-THE-WAY PLACE HAS ITS UNIQUE HUISTORY! ❤ 😀

Johnny Jones

Clachan Bridge (Bridge over the Atlantic)

The following relates to Chapter 56 and 57 in my 1st Book A Storm in Any Port describing some of the places the crew visited.

The crew of the Emerald sailed back across the Firth of Lorne, up the west side of Luing, before steering through the narrow channel that separates the islands of Easdale and Seil.

Puilladrobhain

They were all in need of some light refreshments, which invariably means finding a Hotel where they can sample some beer and local spirits, so it was Grunt, who suggested they head for Puilladrobhain – translated in Gaelic as ‘the pool of the otters’.

There was a Hotel only a short walk from the anchorage, so they headed for the Tigh na Truish Hotel – translated as The House of the Trousers.

It’s named this because several years after the Jacobite rebellion—when the British government tried…

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Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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