WE’VE GOT MAIL

LAUGH LIKE A LOCAL

hortly after the Skye Bridge was opened, my wife and I spent a week in Lochalsh because we were attending the Gathering of the Matheson Clan in Lochalsh. I had rented a car and was told about how locals loved to taunt the people who manned the bridge. Locals would drive up the bridge and just before they reached the toll takers, they