“How far, how far to Gretna? ‘Tis years and years away, And chaise and four will nevermore fling dust across the day; But as I ride the Carlisle road, where life and love have been, I hear again the beating hooves go through to Gretna Green.” Anon. Bonjour Jean-Claude, Janice et Marie-Agnès! Hello again from Scotland! 🙂 Isn’t this an … Continue reading →