I went to a Scottish island and figured out why I was unpopular in primary school

and ever since, tbh...

This week summer arrived in Scotland (yes, in the second week of September…), and the three days it lasted just so happened to coincide with yet another school holiday for Max, so I took a break from writing The Novel With No Name, and we headed to Loch Leven island instead, with some friends.

Here’s Max and I on the boat, in the only decent photo I got…