Stornoway. Night

It’s midnight, Saturday in Stornoway.

At the Hebridean club, on the seafront, the makeshift dancefloor is overflowing – the DJ has weaved The Proclaimers’s Five Hundred Miles into a Tiesto remix and the crowd are lapping it up.

Midway through, the lights are snapped back on before the short-sighted siblings can sing another verse. Firedoors are flung open onto the blustery promenade. If there’d have been a carriage in the car park, by now it would be pumpkin-shaped.
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