So Gail has been telling me how lucky I am to be able to share with you all my wonderful walks in the magnificent landscape of the Torridon mountains.
She says I should not take it for granted that I can compose a blog post, press a button on the iPhone or laptop or whatever digital gadget, and communicate with the whole world.
It wasn't always thus.
I have often wondered about this tall and narrow red shelter with windows, located at the bottom of the road in the village of Inveralligin.
Apparently it is a 'phone box', dating back to the olden days when a telephone was not a little computer, and was the only available method for communicating directly with other people at a distance. Imagine that!
The piece of apparatus attached to the back wall, out of paw reach, is in fact a genuine working telephone. Gail wonders for how long it will still be kept operational.
Of course I was more interested in sniffing the floor to check who else might have used the phone box recently...
