Yes, there’s a conscious reference here to Where day first began from last year and it’s all about both going west again and a sense of renewal after being so late to launch I might not have. And if I ironically once more skipped North Uist, which Calum Macdonald probably had in mind when he wrote the lyrics to Cearcal a’ Chuain, it’s still absolutely meaningful to me. But this story more or less starts with Tarifa and Norway, so let’s start there…
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