We decided to go to Scotland for our main 1995 holiday. Partly because Lesley and I loved Scotland so much, but importantly, she wanted to meet her sister and their family – she’d never met any of them before. Lesley was born in Edinburgh, but given away for adoption by her mother, whereas her sister grew up with her natural family. Lots of skeletons in the cupboard I think, but there we are.

We met Joyce, her husband Robert their daughter Nicola and a cousin or two, and some others (sorry I can’t recall properly) in Bannockburn, Stirling, and what a lovely family they were. We were welcomed with open arms and had a braw time.