My biggest passion is storytelling. I’m sure there isn’t a place in Scotland that doesn’t have a fantastic story attached to it. Ancient tales, mysterious creatures lurking beneath lochs; quirky stories of real historical figures or modern-day urban legends. These are the stories that bring Scotland alive and will bring a smile to your face.

together we can explore the hidden beaches, tumble-down castle ruins, strange standing-stones and quiet country cafes and places off-the- beaten path along the stunning West Coast. Even the locals are not in the know.

A great storyteller with a passion for all things Scottish and a habit of bursting into song when you least expect it.

My biggest weakness is cheese. Scotland offers incredible cheeses, many of them made by small local producers. I think I would start with some tangy Mull Cheddar and some homemade chutney to go with it. You often find jars of chutney and other produce for sale by the roadside across the Highlands. Then some buttery Caboc slathered onto oatcakes. It’s a creamy cheese rolled in toasted pinhead oatmeal. We need a blue cheese to finish things off. What about a slice of Lanark Blue, or possibly Strathdon Blue. There are the Scottish equivalents of the more famous Roquefort. Delicious!

The Prime Minister of Mongolia once made me a cup of coffee whilst we were sat in the back of a Russian Jeep high up on a lonely mountain pass between Mongolia and Kazakhstan.

It’s really tough to chose one piece! So, I am going to chose three. Highland Cathedral is one of the most beautiful and haunting pieces of pipe music, it will bring tears to my eyes. And I enjoy a rousing Gay Gordons played by a few local musicians, it reminds me of attending ceilidhs when I was younger on winter evenings in draughty village halls. And finally! Nothing can beat standing in Murrayfield Stadium, getting ready for a rugby match and belting out Flower of Scotland.

It’s only a ten-minute drive from where I live. Although my home village is surrounded by mountains, and only footsteps from Loch Leven, a visit to Glencoe Lochan always feels different. You are suddenly enveloped in another world, surrounded by the forestry plantation looking across the waters to the mountains of Glencoe.

The local laird, Lord Strathcona, constructed the lochan in the 1890s for his homesick wife who hailed from Canada. It was meant to remind her of home and bring her comfort.