The
journey to the Scottish Borders, even with two cars in convoy, had been
straightforward until, just after Wooler, mine and my daughter’s satnavs chose
different approaches to Kelso and it proved surprisingly difficult to find each
other in such a small town; once achieved we continued to Mellerstain, a
secluded country house and grounds, so secluded we went up and down (often
backwards) several tracks before finally going in the ‘out’ gate and locating
our charming Clock House cottage, in a courtyard to the side of the imposing
mansion.
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