In the spring of 1939, as the storm clouds of war were gathering over Europe, a young couple celebrated their engagement by taking a climbing holiday on the Isle of Skye . Donal Lindsay Glegg was 28, and just beginning to make a name for himself as a landscape painter and illustrator. Mabel Glenny, a year older, was a medical doctor working at the Bristol Infirmary. Both were experienced mountaineers and loved the challenges set by the dark jagged peaks of the Cuillins, but in those days finding accommodation could be a problem. They had spent previous Highland holidays in tents and caravans, and there were always places which provided board and lodging for climbers, but they had a dream of finding a little place of their own to use as a base for what they hoped would be many years of visits to Scotland Read more
© Alastair Glegg. Not to be reproduced in whole or in part without the author's permission.
Ptarmigan pie is now sold, thank you for your interest.
Barbara
© Alastair Glegg. Not to be reproduced in whole or in part without the author's permission.
Ptarmigan pie is now sold, thank you for your interest.
Barbara
A wonderful and interesting piece of history. Thanks for sharing Barbara.
ReplyDeleteWhat an enchanting story. I've hiked other islands in the Hebrides, longing for some green Wellingtons, so I truly appreciated the lovely sogginess of the experience. Thanks for the bit of history and this slice of Ptarmigan Pie.
ReplyDeleteWhat a terrific story! Thank goodness you came across another copy of Ptarmigan Pie or I might not have seen this.
ReplyDeleteHi Barbara,
ReplyDeleteI am so glad that you stopped by Fiction Books today, so that I visited your blog and caught this amazing post.
What an emotional and inspirational journey, it was an engrossing article to read, thanks so much for highlighting it again.
Yvonne
I’m glad you enjoyed it. I thought it was fascinating.
ReplyDeleteLee, you always make me smile! Thanks for calling in and sharing a slice of pie.
ReplyDeleteHi Angela, It was nice to have the opportunity to dish up another helping of ptarmigan pie. Thank you for calling in and leaving a comment.
ReplyDeleteHello Yvonne, I’ve read it several times but still find myself caught up in the story. Thanks for paying a return visit.
ReplyDeleteYou can find the most interesting reads. What a fun series.
ReplyDeleteHi Donna, It is a super book, and I was thrilled to find it.
ReplyDeleteI found this post so fascinating. I really enjoyed the history and story that it told. This book is quite a find- especially because of the background. Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed reading your post, what an interesting story.
ReplyDeleteJess, it was lovely of Alastair to share it.
ReplyDeleteMichelle, Glad you enjoyed the post, thanks for calling in.
This is a lovely story Barbara - the quote you've included from the end of the book is just wonderful. That's just how I feel where I live - it captures the atmosphere of the place beautifully.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad I'm not the only one struggling with the new blogger. I changed to the new interface to try it again today and then promptly switched back again. I see the old one is going to be removed completely soon - I don't know how I'm going to cope!
Hi Sharon, I really don’t like the new blogger. I don’t understand it and to my mind, it’s far more complicated than the old one. I wish they would just leave well alone.
ReplyDeleteI agree the quote is wonderful, but I can’t take any credit for it. Alastair Glegg bought a copy of Ptarmigan Pie from me a few years back and was kind enough to send me the story and allowed me to reproduce it.
Truly a lovely story and amazing that in 2006 they made the incredible rain-soaked journey to find out about everything. Very sweet and romantic. Thanks for sharing. Donal and Mabel were up hiking when my husband was born in April, 1940.
ReplyDeleteAt first, I was curious: what kind of pie could this be ...? It was sad to read about Donal's loss of sight. And that he couldn't paint afterwards. Yet there was a slice of not-too-bad news in that despite the war, the family was able to stay together and the couple even produced this book later on. Thanks for sharing this, Barbara!
ReplyDeleteThis story touches the heart; you are lured by emotion and curiosity. And yes, history is more precious as one grows older.
ReplyDeleteBlessings - Maxi
It is a sweet and romantic story and one I very much enjoyed, glad you did too.
ReplyDeleteThat’s exactly what I thought! I enjoyed the book and Alastair’s account enormously, glad you did too.
ReplyDeleteThank you Maxi! I completely agree. History is more precious the older one gets. Have a lovely weekend, thanks for calling in.
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